The Value in a Name
Holding near and dear the names of those I love. Only speaking of them as if I were paying the price of life
Conversation sparks free exchange
Of my loved ones’ sacred names
Though an act of courtesy
I long to pay the world
With their holy currency
Eager to tithe
And muffle the forlornly
Dropping coins into the plate
When I speak of them warmly
Presenting large bills
With accounts of our laughter
Inflation dismantled
Then and hereafter
Passed verbally
Full to the brim
Plate overflowing
As I appraise them
Their value unspoken
Is to disrespect a token
Their existence begotten
To not be forgotten
I will always spare
My beloved change
About the Creator
Cassie G
Attempting poetry and storytelling
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A Love Forboding
The chipped stone slope caused unbearable footing. I slid, skirting on my heels. I cast my shield, relinquishing my guard to stay upright. Left with my double-edge and a prayer to the maker, I skated toward my objective. The earthly stubble gave way to solid ground. I found myself restored, a trail of dust in my wake.
By James U. Rizzi4 days ago in Fiction
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Loved the rhythm, the continuity, the flow,🔥🤌💗 damn girl you are fire
God this was so poignant and beautifully written—awesome work.
I really enjoyed the images you were able to evoke. Thank you so much for your words.
Enjoyed every bit of it ,bravo
This was so profound! Loved your poem
Nicely done it.