A Letter

A Letter

A Poem by Spoken

 

It started as a letter
And grew
To a million letters
flowing in emptiness
Their purpose- only to exist
 
A finger reaches
to scratch that itch
of curiousity
a letter is plucked
from the coloquey tree
 
then two
then three
 
soon leaves shake violently
by the wind of our lips
speaking their name
 
ink droplets fall
like apples drawn 
to gravity 
 
we play
letter romps
rolled like balls
built like blocks
smashed together
and spoken outloud
 
a liquid word
hardens
becomes solid
 
then two
then three
 
forming texture
soon
sentences gasp
like baby's first breath
and in the midst of our spray 
 
we moisten the world
with definition
 
and so we converse
about meanings
about feelings
about what we hope to achieve
about some higher purpose
what we’ve done today
what we’ll do tomorrow
about the colors of the world
 
our voices gyser
and we are heard
 
awaken our sleepy eyed prose
 
may the rumble of newborn ideas
muffle not each profound sound
But articulate in echoes 
a life well spent
in expression
 
off the depth of our canyoned aspiration
words are waiting for reverberation
tantalizing the inner drum
of our ear
and our hearts
daring us
 
to step from the edge of the page
 
transcending
cascading
 
the aurora of our capability
blooming like the sunrise
an endless vision
 
feet together
arms outstretched
head thrown back
 
I step to the eroding edge
of boundary 
a thought is whispered
to a gentle breeze
and I tip over with ease
trusting
 
the expanse of humanity-

anything can be
second nature.
 
words become habit that's formed
not given at birth
but learned

Is it too bold to believe
 
we can learn to love
like we learned to speak?
 
augmenting love like Boston Lager
we take a sip
in daily routine
 
lets matter-of-factly
love
like the words that
roll off our tongue
 
maybe one day we can look back
and say
 
it started as a letter
and grew..

© 2011 Spoken


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wow. no words in the human language could do this review justice. you have written whats spoken and felt by hearts all over the world. an elequent speech given in the best interests of love and recieved in joy. thanks for making us a part of the revelation that comes to you in the form of words un-spoken. :)

love is.

l8r g8r
-DeAn

Posted 15 Years Ago


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I love the story, the words and the flow. It's a wonderful rendition of how we all came to be and how it continues, fantastic writing :)

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I love the feeling this conveys as it made feel as if I myself was read my very own thoughts. The transformation of the depths of imagination coming to life in and take upon a life of its own as the simple word starts a revolution of life and the existence of something more than just a spot of ink upon a page. But with that single drop it is a movement of its own. I love that this wrapped me up with in it so deeply as my own thoughts became what I was reading and I felt as my understand was so much deeper that just a reader but a person that could feel the very core or heart of the piece.


Great Job!!!!!!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Very good and touching poem like it a lot.

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

I thought I had the gist of this piece. The ink wet...the words not yet solid..then the ink drys and the word becomes eternal. I think sometimes I'm just dumb. I get lost. When that happens I just look for lines that have meaning to me. You always seem to furnish that. It is so frustrating to read a good writer, but then loss my way. It's the reader, not the writer. I love your writing, but just simply got lost in this one.
"what if we can learn to love
like we learned to speak?"
This was a profound question to me, and it made me think. That's all a writer can hope to do...is make the reader feel, and question. So, even though I got lost, I still got something from the work. Rain..

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

There are few pieces and writers that i've read that have the ability to move my heart and stir my thoughts as you do. In your words are the seeds that ask of me for water and into thought they grow. I am a huge fan and feel honord to be able to read your words . Excellent !!!!!

Mr.Lopez

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

good interpretation of love.

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Great read, very positive and some nice touches...esp like 'like the baby's first breath' and 'our voices geyser'

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

very nice. you're one of the better writers i've stumbled upon here at the Cafe.

i got a little lost midway through the poem when the topic seemed to drift away from the letters and words forming, but you brought it back around nicely at the end.

ok. i'm off to read more of your stuff.....


Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

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This a long, but very interesting poem. It was very well written. It was.... great! That is the only word I can think of. I have reviewer's block because it was that good. I don't know how to describe it. At least not in a way that would do justice to this great poem.

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

Brilliant. You one of my favorite poets. :-)

Clarity through simplicity is the keynote of this poem. It touched my heart and made me a better person. That's the highest praise I can give you sweet woman.

By the way, this poem also shows growth as a person. I just love you for that growth.

Jan

Posted 15 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.


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