Weaver Waits to Word the World

[kristalynn]

I just love the first two lines, "if I tip my poem over/it turns into a town." That is intriguing. I love the "chocolatey" yum.

[Louisa Lander]

Town. is clever and fun. I enjoy the moment by moment building of the poem , it's reflexivity.

Menagerie. Nice! Pymalion and his dangerous creations. I like the lightness of tone.

Lou.

[SP Singer]

Thanks for some more poems! My fave is I Put These Words in This Order for a Reason, the first and last lines especially.

The picture of your made menagerie is a very nice assortment. The lumps seem right in place too. Your others all have streaks of playfulness and joy, moments of discovery brought to life here. I looked at your sideways Town poem, so simple, it surprised me and made everything fall into place. I got off on the wrong foot because of thinking the whole thing wasn't just going sideways, but completely upside down. A kids would get a kick. SP

[Word Weaver]

Winter has done its worst.
Now buds are beginning to burst.

[Word Weaver]

My spider plant is withering.
and the sky is about to break.
I’m on the edge of everything
with many mistakes to make.

My laundry is clean but unfolded.
I have a hundred hats on hooks,
a mountain of clay that's unmolded,
and a treasure of unread books.

[Word Weaver]

She wakes in thin air
gliding swiftly and sunward
to the west of the world
as a speck unassuming.

The waves leap to greet her
from the ocean beneath her.
Adventure will meet her
on the land that is looming.

[Word Weaver]

I have poems to write,
and candles to light,
lego to build,
and time to be spilled.

[kristalynn]

Time being spilled is a great image, I see it as light spilling, since "light" was mentioned before.

[Word Weaver]

Me too at first I wrote "killed" for the rhyme, but quickly realized that wasn't the right vibe.

[Word Weaver]

Will you cross the sunless sea with me,
remind me the dark does not signify sin,
eat the tasteless bread, breathe windless air,
follow the lion who’s leading us in?

[SP Singer]

Hello again, of your last bunch, my faves are Jill Pole and Sunless Sea. In the first I like the disorientation leading on to land at the end. We are all specks, and feel it whether at sea or not!
Sunless Sea is a very relatable plea, and I'm left to wonder if the ask is of a supernatural/or not, being. It's a fave this month, as a whole. We're nearly there, SP

[romac1]

Word Weaver, I'm intrigued by your lion in Sunless Sea - like something out of Narnia.
Edge is my favourite of those I read - you manage to give it a sense of being on the edge which is both negative and positive, but ultimately it feels full of possibilities.
Tonic? - yes, I'm fascinated by social media really. I like the aftertaste coming after the earlier soak. The only thing I'd say is that I think you might be able to find a better word than "seeps into" in the last line, something that has a stronger or more disturbing effect on the dreams perhaps? I don't know exactly, but maybe worth consideration.

[Donner]

Hi, WW,

"Edge" - Who can't relate to being just on the edge of accomplishing something? Had you thought about reversing the order of the stanzas to draw out the unfulfilled tasks?

"Jill Pole" - It's been a long time since I read any of the Narnia series, so this reminded me of her adventures. "Sunless Sea" could be a related piece with the references to sin and to following the lion.

"Spill" - Again, don't we all.

Donna

[Word Weaver]

Many thanks!

Jill Pole and Sunless Sea are both Narnian poems as Donna noticed (The Silver Chair to be specific) Now I'm left to ponder whether or not a Marshwiggle is a supernatural being

[Word Weaver]

I picked up this pencil
upon on my path
and with it inscribe
this epigraph
to the person who lost it:
Thank you and sorry.
I will aim to employ it
for poems and glory.