26 July 2012

Poetry Words

by Deborah Elliott-Upton

A few years ago, a poet literally gave me a box of words. He said, "These are meant to be for fun, but you will find they can also be taken very seriously, so be careful."

The box holds magnetic words that you can place on a magnetic board (or the side of a refrigerator) to "compose" sentences or haiku or really anything your heart desires.

I love to reach in a pick a word. I never know what I will find, so it is a bit like opening an unexpected gift every time.

Trying my hand at poetry is fun, but it isn't where my passion is best expressed. The words I use usually lead to a mystery, but I have come to the conclusion they certainly did not have to ... it is the choice of the person holding the word to decide what it becomes.

In the above photo, which words did your eye immediately choose? Mine saw think, watch, men and girl.

My imagination thought of a man thinking about watching a girl. Sounds like a romance story? Not in my scenario.

I'm going to a dark place where a man has been thinking about a girl so much he has been following her -- in other words --stalking her and that usually doesn't end well.

Words are fun to play around with -- but be careful: they can be taken very seriously, too.


  1. Deborah, friends have given me a couple of those magnetic word sets and all I can think of are ransom notes.

    PAY $25,000 NOW FOR THE RETURN OF YOUR HAMSTER! (Sorry, Dick Stodghill.)

  2. You made my Thursday morning, Deborah!


  3. Dixon, I appreciate your saying that! You have now made my day! Thanks!

  4. My one and only magnetic poem:
    "Beauty can stop the sun and the sea,
    But dreams are the language of time."

  5. I think it was John M. Floyd on the site "The Town Drunk" a few years ago had a story about someone using those poetry sets to tell the future!


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