Monday, February 13, 2012

Onomatopoetic

Onomatopoetic

In my present state,
I love to say the word
“ferocious,”
feeling the way each phoneme combines to create
a word whose meaning matches my mood like
an emotional onomatopoeia. Starting on the lips,
the deep “o” comes from behind and grabs the “f” and “r”
down into the gutter
where they all churn with the “cious.”

2.13.12

Raw Poetry

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Oakland, CA, United States
Writing my poems has been healing for me, and I find that sharing them has been too. So I hope you enjoy, and please feel free to comment. Did anything resonate with you? Bring up questions? Move you to action?