RedRavenPoems

Swirling around, filled with sound.

The joy of words will always abound.

It’s fun to play and sling the words.

For joy can be found, in the sounds I’ve heard.

Sometimes they rhyme

But not all the time.

Sometimes they conjure images

So life like and vivid.

Whimsical in nature, and seldom understood.

The written word is wonderful, would you not agree?

It can make us sad, it makes us mad, magic on the mood.

It can turn a frown upside down and release joy or glee.

It paints a picture in our minds

One that elsewhere is often hard to find

It can send us into the sky, where we fly so high.

Or drop us into the earth, bereft of home or hearth.

The magic of the words is a swirling wonderland.

So come along for the ride, crashing across the rolling tide.

How deep will you go? All the way down this rabbit hole?