Tuesday, 30 April 2013


 My Spirit was downhearted one day
By another low spirit who
had unwise words to say
to make the day - an unhappy one

No boosting my ego
just lowering my spirits
I'd forgotten, how bad it felt
it's been that long

Words can do such dastardly things
Words matter - they reach you on
high or low levels
They can lead us to terror - if we let them

Words can cut like swords
are capable of hate
and of love
of war and peace

Words can mean so much
and so little
without a high spirit talking
words just die.

The really great thing is
I am a free spirit!

(30th poem for NaPoWriMo)

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