wordsmith
forge poems from elements of experience
experience grown pliable in fire of memory
memory of emotion and story gathered in words
words heated and handled cautiously with pencil-hammer
hammer softened elements into a piece of writing that’s new
new use for something on recollection’s shelf
shelve it to cool and await its next reincarnation on the forge
© 2011 by Violet Nesdoly
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Linked at “Random Acts of Poetry: What’s In A Word?” – The High Calling.org
Violet Nesdoly 
Intense imagery!!
How well have you expressed how experiences are molded into fine poems like yours- those experiences leave you with memories or maybe you can let the muse stroke you to write them down beautifully..
Hugs xx
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That was fantastic! Well done 🙂 I really love the extended metaphor, so keep smithing!
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yes, oh so true! thus we create!
awesome!
thank you
and thank you for your comment on my poem
take care
Hope
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I’m so pleased to see your poem among the others at THC. And how good it is! You’ve used some wonderful images – fire of memory, words heated and handled, pencil-hammer, hammer-softened elements, recollection’s shelf, reincarnation on the forge – that show us how we create, use, and remember what we speak.
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Why thank you, Maureen. It was a lovely surprise to get the mention!
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Wooww!! This is simply brilliant!! I loved the way you have expressed it here.. the entire “process” of writing.. from thought to word.. very nicely done!! And I really dig the form of poetry too – the last word – first word thing… it worked beautifully here!!
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