Words
By their adjustment,
I change their drift,
but when I alter their lilt,
I am as transformed by them
as they are by me.
I am inebriated by words.
I reel in their power
as they call my bluff.
They reflect the changes in me
I would otherwise not know.
I can float in their buoyant comfort
or shoot the rapids of emotion.
Words are my river and my raft,
my cushion and that daredevil conveyance
into a new stream of thought
from which I never return
to the exact same world
I left from.
Prompt words today are bluff, inebriated, adjustment, lilt and shoot. Photo of the Current River in the Ozarks by jdb.
Fantastic use of these words.
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Thanks, Sadje. Just let them drift me along…
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You’re welcome!
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Thanks, Sadje. I think those words used me!
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You’re so good at this Judy.
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Just beautiful!
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Thanks, Regina. That river was so beautiful. I floated down it with Fogottenman a few years ago. My mother was born in Missouri and always talked about visiting the Ozarks with my dad and so it was special for me to see it. As for the words? They are a river I float down every day.
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I enjoy the superb talent you have with words.
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Thanks, Lauren. As I enjoy your appreciation of them.
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🙂
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