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WORDS by Charles Langley
I love words.
Noun and verb and preposition,
(dangling or in firm position)
learned by rote or intuition
I love words.
I love words.
Words of praise or denigration,
Those of sadness or elation,
All in endless celebration,
I love words.
I love words.
Be it ode or be it fiction,
Words are surely my addiction.
This I say without restriction,
I love words.
I love words.
Let my epitaph convey it.
Carve the stone with words to say it.
Spare the hymn, the dirge belay it,
He loved words.
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TOAST
by L'ANGLET
Come drink a toast
to flashing
eyes,
To smiles that linger in the brain,
A toast to whispered love and sighs,
With bitter heartbreak for refrain.
We drink to things that might have been,
To lovers who have come and gone,
To fires that ne'er shall burn again,
To worlds that ended with the dawn.
Come drink your cup, 'tis full as yet,
Wash from your eyes the look of pain,
Though love has flown, have no regret,
Tomorrow brings new love again.
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THE MAGIC OF WORDS
I've always loved words. I learned
at a very early age the magic of words.
Words can hurt or heal; they can evoke
sympathy or animosity; they can soothe a
savage heart, or enrage a gentle soul.
Words are powerful for good or evil.
I'm a writer; therefore words are the
substance of my work. My love of creating
exciting worlds and characters, and my
ability to escape into the worlds I create
is limited only by the extent of my imagination.
I want to share my love of writing with
others who are interested. I'd like this site
to be a showcase, not only for my work, but for
the work of others. Look for interesting
things to come in the near future.
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