Playing with Words and Poetry

Glory be to God
for susurrous* memory,
the quiet whispers of bonny
beach walks sailing over azure skies
born of a windy world.
Efflorescence hurls worlds
of wondrous words, a witness born of 
plentiful peace, sprung from 
a place of singing.
Worshipful worlds of Spirit peace,
sprung from a place of singing.
Praise Him.
This past weekend my gifted friend Kimberlee and I co-facilitated a writer's retreat for women of faith. One of our gathering times was playing with words--LOTS of words--and paying attention to alliteration and sound in the style of Gerard Manley Hopkins. 
Kimberlee brought thousands of words to choose from as we wrote.
This little poem is styled after Hopkins' "Pied Beauty."

*full of whispering sounds


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    1. thank you... I thought you'd appreciate the fun involved in this process.

  2. Ooh, I love the sounds you crafted. I can tell you had fun with this one!

    Thanks for the welcome back, Jody! Hope your retreat was a great success :-)

    1. Jennifer, this was fun...and empowering. And yes, the connections and communication and camaraderie at our Retreat were far more than we ever dreamed. Next year YOU can come :-)