• plant • drink • paint • rapid • straw •
• bench • handle • family • star • hallow •This silly little game of ours
I hope we always play
Whether separated by a million stars
Or side by side we layTen words you give to me like seeds
Carefully planting them in my mind
Some sprout ugly prickly weeds
Others hold beauty quite sublimeThe roots anchor in my heart
My love their nourishing drink
My pen the straw that carries the art
Sweet drops of water turned to inkWords connect like lovers do
Forming ideas instead of bonds
Together making things ring true
With the power to make lies and pain abscondSome connections slowly form
Like paint takes time to dry
Others come in a rapid storm
And can gravity defyA sentence is a family of words
Ideas growing into separate branches
Sometimes the lineage can get blurred
Or hidden by white out avalanchesYou can never guess how you would handle
A blooming romance or thought
Each is like a burning candle
An inspiring spark that can't be boughtSome develop into sweet fruits
And make smiles brightly show
Squeezed into nutritious juice
That can energy bestowOthers may look pretty
But are actually quite sour
Pursing lips, and eyes all squinty
Betrayed by the allure of a flowerThe seeds you offer I will reap
Sit on a bench and watch them grow
As bees and butterflies on petals creep
A beautifully choreographed showHere we are again my dear
To the end of another list
Which entertained while you weren't near
And relit my passion like your kissThis silly little game of ours
I hope we always play
Whether separated by a billion stars
Or side by side we lay
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10 Word Poetry
Poetry10 word poetry is a series in which I draw inspiration by randomly selecting 10 words to be used in a piece of writing.