Words

Words
Spat in anger
Spilt in tears
Sung with joy
Tenderly held
And caressed with love
Their power fading
Over the years
Words
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My mind is a dance floor where words come to meet
and partner with others who'll pick up their beat.

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#amwriting
#poetry

Their lives cut short like stilted words
Their futures incomplete like fragmented poems

Yet we will not forget
Their stories live on

#LestWeForget #lestweforget18 #PoppyAppeal #100years #Armistice100 #130story https://t.co/VbwWtFfCn1

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I will teach you words
Words you do not know
Then little Tommy
Looked at the teacher
Asked if he knew *&£#*&£
The teacher did reap
The teacher he did sow

Search the # NaNoWriMo in November. Everyone taking part has more words than they can shake a stick it. SHAKEY SHAKEY STICK #130story