Magnetic Poetry
When we first purchased Wordwood, Pete made us a a double bunk bed so his daughter could sleep up top. Sadly, she has outgrown it now. So, we have taken the top bunk down. This means that we have also taken down the ceiling of Pete and my bed, that was magnetic and covered in magnetic poetry words. Here are the best of Margie’s poems …
| not hand of god heavenly arrow angel kiss but nature make paradise |
wait time will name your passion your essence call come through crazy strong passionate |
mad cupid dance on for we lovers play music while forever stops blissful heart song |
| delicious night air beautiful moonlight wonderful day over consume evening ignite a star |
faithful fire good wine sleep entwined |
him tell of she monster fight then magic woman plot fang through eye people live good |
| he was a difficult hero dog eared heart crackly of strange imaginings and short |
soul’s dream voiced by story always given over too soon an epic whisper |
curl up on a chair beneath the cover with a book and be happy |
| library here wander there a world in a day |
my favourite volume is life | I think therefore I sigh |
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