Who can fathom the mood and power of words?
I open my written gift
perfect in rhythm and punctuation
masterful in chasing fear away
pure poetry in the promise
of power
a wonderful reminder of the gift
of love …. and
the perfect assurance
of a sound mind
and all of it…just for me!
© Vivian Zems
Poets and Storytellers United– mood, rhythm, punctuation, poetry
Reflections from 2 Timothy 1:7
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July 29, 2020 at 5:00 pm
A beautiful gift to cherish ❤️
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July 29, 2020 at 11:45 pm
Absolutely!
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July 29, 2020 at 5:03 pm
Ah, the written gift is the best and most enduring gift of all!
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July 29, 2020 at 11:44 pm
Absolutely!
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July 29, 2020 at 6:35 pm
Vivian, I like your idea of writing “just for me!” Most times I like writing for my readers but I do have a blog “just for me!” where I write. I must do more of that after your fine words of inspiration here.
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July 29, 2020 at 11:44 pm
Thanks Jim! Why not?…Life is short, as it is!
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July 29, 2020 at 7:59 pm
This is absolutely splendid, Viv! ❤️ I resonate with; “Who can fathom the mood and power of words?” They come to us in both quiet and busy moments.. in ways indescribable 🙂
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July 29, 2020 at 11:43 pm
Thanks Sanaa!
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July 29, 2020 at 10:45 pm
A writer that takes this much joy in her creation will always write magic for herself. And that rocks and then some!
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July 29, 2020 at 11:43 pm
Thanks Magaly…lol…the joy is in another’s work…but I’ll take it and take a cheeky bow at the same time…thank you!
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July 30, 2020 at 12:25 am
Being able to write well is a remarkable gift. I’m sure you cherish it, as I do this poem in homage to the gift. Thanks so much!
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August 2, 2020 at 11:12 pm
I’m honoured 🙏🏽🙏🏽
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July 30, 2020 at 2:35 am
This is so true, especially when a friend or relative has died; yet you may have a letter of theirs from times past that shows what a relationships you had with them.
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August 2, 2020 at 11:11 pm
Absolutely!
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July 30, 2020 at 6:31 am
It is a great feeling when the words find their perfect place – you wrap them into a perfect form.
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August 2, 2020 at 11:11 pm
Indeed!
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July 30, 2020 at 8:02 am
No gift is more wonderful than the gift of poetry 🙂 Beautiful thought, Vivian
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August 2, 2020 at 11:09 pm
Thank you 🙏🏽
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August 3, 2020 at 5:42 am
You’re most welcome 🙂
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July 30, 2020 at 1:04 pm
Oh yes! What a wonderful gift!
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August 2, 2020 at 11:09 pm
Thanks Rosemary
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July 30, 2020 at 5:10 pm
Maybe it’s selfish, I write for me …. hoping along the way others will enjoy and relate. I love reading your poems.
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August 2, 2020 at 11:07 pm
Thanks Helen! I’m honoured 🙏🏽😊
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August 2, 2020 at 6:18 am
I write for me… and I cherish letters and books picked for me as gifts.
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August 7, 2020 at 9:26 pm
When the words come to you, they have special meaning, even if only for you. Love this, Vivian.
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August 9, 2020 at 7:19 pm
Thanks, Sara!
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