I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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9 September 2017

Book of Words

My book of words 
is a testament to rapture,
a mimicry of treasures I find
outside the book – leaves
in a tracery of lace on sky, 
clouds like angels 
vastly soaring aloft, 
liquid-throated calls 
of currawongs ... do you see
how my book of words
frees these delights 
and countless more
each time I open the cover?





Written for Words Count with Mama Zen at 'imaginary garden with real toads': a poem of up to 60 words, preferably entitled 'Book of Words', and including three words from a list of her children's favourites. (My three are 'testament', 'rapture' and 'mimicry'. Great words, kids!)

 Also linked to Poets United's Poetry Pantry #370

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38 comments:

  1. Kim M. Russell9 September 2017 at 17:08

    I love the thought of words as
    'a mimicry of treasures ...
    outside the book'
    and how the book of words
    'frees these delights
    and countless more'
    each time you open the cover, Rosemary.

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  2. Sanaa Rizvi9 September 2017 at 18:18

    Oh yes I do see how it frees those delights sigh..💖 so beautifully penned, Rosemary!

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  3. Gillena Cox9 September 2017 at 22:38

    Luv the idea of a book of words that can delight; it is always what I have in mind when I publish my Children's Stories (my third Children's illustrated story will be released in time for Christmas 2017)

    much love...

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  4. Sherry Blue Sky9 September 2017 at 22:47

    Oh, so absolutely gorgeous and delightful, Rosemary! A treasure indeed, your book of words.

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  5. Outlawyer10 September 2017 at 01:40

    A lovely poem -- such great sounds and great that you have one! k.

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    1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade10 September 2017 at 15:05

      That magical little book, only a fraction larger than photographed, was a gift from another poet. I thought it made the perfect illustration. I haven't used it yet, not knowing what to put in it. Perhaps, now I know!

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  6. kaykuala10 September 2017 at 02:12

    how my book of words
    frees these delights
    and countless more

    Yes, that is how the Book of words will invoke in readers. Well said Rosemary!

    Hank

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  7. Paul John Dear10 September 2017 at 02:37

    A treasure indeed such a book of words. Have to go look up currawongs now...guessing bird but don't know what kind.

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  8. brudberg10 September 2017 at 06:27

    Oh I love how you looked outside and found your word a deeper meaning outside of the text.

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  9. Anonymous10 September 2017 at 08:36

    A lovely prelude to a world of wonder.

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  10. Thotpurge10 September 2017 at 16:42

    To have a book of words must be lovely.. I only write on the computer which can never be the same! Also I looked up currawong... thanks!

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    1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade10 September 2017 at 17:06

      I always write on the computer too, and think of this blog as my real 'book of words'. But I have at times kept a notebook for jotting down individual words that take my fancy as I come across them, which is what Mama Zen's children were asked to do.

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  11. Marja10 September 2017 at 17:09

    "liquid-throated calls of currawongs" Great Love your beautiful words That is quite a collection of beautiful images. How exciting to have a book of words

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  12. Julian10 September 2017 at 17:17

    how my book of words
    frees these delights
    and countless more
    each time I open the cover?...books of words, such treasures to ones own imagination

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  13. Old Egg10 September 2017 at 17:19

    Loved how you included the Australian Currawongs in the poem Rosemary. Yours words in this are real delight to read and it won't be only those you put in it but the memory of the giver as well that will remembered.

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    1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade10 September 2017 at 23:51

      You are right!

      And – as well as being wonderful birds – isn't 'currawongs' a wonderful word?

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    2. Rosemary Nissen-Wade11 September 2017 at 07:51

      Ha, it just occurs to me you might have meant me, as the 'giver', here, of the words of the poem – in which case I have accepted the compliment with infernal chutzpah! I was thinking of the giver of this little book to me. (Sheepish grin.)

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  14. Jae Rose10 September 2017 at 17:25

    And what a beautiful book it is

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  15. Susan Anderson10 September 2017 at 18:57

    Yes, I most definitely do see!

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  16. John Buchanan10 September 2017 at 19:33

    Your book of words has freed some delights here, thank you.

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  17. Dr. Vandana Sharma10 September 2017 at 20:08

    Ah! the magical world that reside inside the book, oh! so charming.

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  18. Magical Mystical Teacher10 September 2017 at 21:53

    I'm delighted by your words this morning, and I didn't even have to open a cover!

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  19. indybev11 September 2017 at 01:36

    I'm fascinated with the photo of the "magic" book. Is it yours, or just a random photo? I ask because I make journals, and this is an especially lovely one. I, too, keep a book in which I jot down words or phrases that strike my fancy and I think I might want to use one day! Loved your poem, liking especially "mimicy or treasures" and "tracery of lace".

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    1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade11 September 2017 at 07:48

      The book is mine, and looks as if it might be hand-made. It was a gift from another poet, and is only a tiny bit bigger than this photo.

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  20. Anonymous11 September 2017 at 01:49

    a superb folio of spell(ing)s and "liquid-throated calls
    of currawongs"

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  21. Magaly Guerrero11 September 2017 at 04:59

    I just squealed, "Oh, baby!" And my Piano Man said, "Yes, honey?" LOL! I had to clarify that the delight was aimed at your poem. He's not sure if he should be jealous.

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    1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade11 September 2017 at 07:53

      Ha, I am VERY gratified! (And of course our spouses and lovers should always be jealous of poetry.)

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  22. Donna@LivingFromHappiness11 September 2017 at 05:09

    Oh I love the 3 words you used and the opening...

    'My book of words
    is a testament to rapture'

    And your poem is a fabulous book of words too! Rapture!

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  23. Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger11 September 2017 at 05:20

    Isn't it wonderful when a book does this--opens up our senses to the world around us in a different way? I love where you took this prompt Rosemary!

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  24. humbird11 September 2017 at 06:26

    I like to think about your words and new opportunities every day as the surrounding really is changing, - just pay attention. The picture - amazing!

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    1. Rosemary Nissen-Wade11 September 2017 at 08:58

      The actual little book is even more amazing. (Smile.)

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  25. Mary11 September 2017 at 07:54

    Ah, this describes the way it happens SO well.

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  26. Wendy Bourke11 September 2017 at 09:29

    This is lovely - wonderfully rendered. I can picture it: a preface/dedication to a book of personal poems. And yes: the words in this ARE great ... "leaves in a tracery of lace on sky" ... floats


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  27. Sarah Russell12 September 2017 at 00:32

    Love the tracery of lace made by the leaves. A beautiful image and metaphor.

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  28. Sreeja12 September 2017 at 02:03

    The opening lines are so good...loved the poem.... wonderfully written...

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  29. Maude Lynn16 September 2017 at 01:28

    This is exquisite work. I particularly like the opening lines.

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