Monday, September 10, 2007

Falling Words

The reason I love poetry
is the crisp, juicy bite of adverbs
Bouncing sassily in your mouth
Roundly and smoothly on your lips –

Saltimbocca snaps of verbs
Pouncing on nouns
Tumbling out of your throat and
Jumping in your ears and
E x p a n d i n g in your mind

7 Comments:

Jess said...

This is fabulous! You're such a wordsmith. You should post more of your poetry!

Amy said...

I absolutely loved this! Great job!
(found you through creaturebug)
godmadeplaydough.blogspot.com

New Baby said...

Beautiful!

Judy said...

(oops. i'm not "new baby".)

Beautiful!

J-Tron said...

Excellent poem, Stace. It makes me sad that Spitfire had to disappear into internet ether.

Molly said...

Hi there,

I followed this blog from the Crunchable site and just wanted to tell you how much I've enjoyed reading your entries. Plus, your snackable about your son's obsession with "Uncle Donald" was one of the funniest things I've read in a long time.

I'm one of the WAC alum kids (the most recent 07 variety), and I actually might be writing for Crunchable sometime in the future too, thanks to my good friend Kevin.

This comment is doubtlessly over-rambly, but the jist is that I like your writing and love reading about the adventures of the little ducks.

Thanks!
Molly

mopsy said...

I miss your writing! Hope all is well.