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aziza Member Elite
since 2006-07-09
Posts 2995Lumpy Oatmeal makes me Crazy! |
Word Taster I can taste words. They linger on the tip of my tongue and have flavors that range from baklava-sweet to a bittery lime. Sometimes when I drive I yearn for one more hand so I can capture the thoughts flittering in my head -- this is the time I compose my best essays, speeches and haiku. Words. I can feel them. Sometimes, I am not even aware that they are in my thoughts -- they just weave through my day. I have found a way to express art with words. I am not a Master Painter I am a dabbler -- but I dabble happily as I see things around me, and realize that I am looking at the beauty with words. I drove under a blanket of fog yesterday. I had never really seen a blanket of fog with the fog about six feet above me. It created a tunnel and I tried to capture the image with words. In my head, not on paper. I knew that the fog was flirting with the ground -- almost there but just out of reach. And I felt it all in words. I feel emotions in words. They are sharp sometimes, like barbs piercing my skin. Or sometimes they are a light caress, teasing my desires and needs. Words are my senses. They are my expression. Words are my beauty. They are my art. aziza |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Nice...I, at times, cannot find the words I wish to use...but other times...James |
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seraphin Senior Member
since 2000-09-24
Posts 1004Michigan |
Oh aziza! This is just one more reason why I look specifically for your name in posts. This is utterly fabulous. |
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