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Won't you help support DayPoems? A Poets WordsBy Beverly Bishop21st CenturyAn infant goo's and gaga's, Suddenly there is a word. Word to words, Words to sentences, Sentences to phrases, Phrases to paragraphs, Paragraphs to Speech. It is poetry one speaks first. It is alike a silhouette moving slowly into light, It is then a living, breathing life. Can a person not see the beauty in this progress? Speech babbled until worked with By an infants elder. The elder teaches the words, momma, and poppa first. To the infant, we say baaaaalll--Ball. And we know it is a ball. However, infants, they are creative with words. The word Ball to them is not pronounced Ball, it is Said entirely different. Ball to them may be bah. Bottle to them, bah bah. Bye, bye to them, bah bah. The word yellow, yet, to the infant it is lellow. Bah lellow. Adult speech we say they word; roll, rolls. An infants says wol, wols. Lellow bah wols. The elder and the infant grow together, understanding Gibber and poetry. The yellow ball rolls. II. Yellow ball roll, Roll out of sight. Roll to a castle, Bring me a Knight. Have him to take My hand and alike My kin, We will teach our Infant to say a word. Words to Sentence. Sentence to phrase. Phrase to paragraph. Paragraph to speech. Alike, the great poets We will not skip Rhythm, rhyme, or, a beat. Lellow, Bah, Wols. Yellow ball roll. Copyright 2003 Beverly Bishop. All rights reserved. for the slaves of the Anna Kinglsey plantation once there was a bit of rope meant to tie up oranges in groves; African gardeners sang their Gospel songs as they picked those juicy fruits from branch to barren branch. loads of sun and sky fell down on them as blue stained overalls covered secret wounds. still, unprepared smiles shined with warm citrus until other seeds, ordered in the garden, were allowed to grow. DayPoems Poem No. 2297 Comment on DayPoems? If you are like us, you have strong feelings about poetry, and about each poem you read. Let it all out! Comment on this poem, any poem, DayPoems, other poetry places or the art of poetry at DayPoems Feedback. Won't you help support DayPoems? Click here to learn more about how you can keep DayPoems on the Web . . . Copyright The DayPoems web site, www.daypoems.net, is copyright 2001-2005 by Timothy K. Bovee. All rights reserved. The authors of poetry and other material appearing on DayPoems retain full rights to their work. Any requests for publication in other venues must be negotiated separately with the authors. The editor of DayPoems will gladly assist in putting interested parties in contact with the authors. |
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