"An Incomplete Thought..." Poem

"An Incomplete Thought..."

Words - so many simple, little words -
used over and over, nothing new.
Yet; somehow, they seem alive and growing
becoming more together than what each was by itself.

What IS magic? - magyk -
What is?  What isn't?
Why are my thoughts more 'alive' than not?
Why?  My dreams 'touch' - really touch
what you and so many know and wish and hope.

Little words - penny and nickel words,
priceless after all because you cry,
because you smile, because you 'feel' -
what you didn't a bare moment ago.

My words are yours and theirs
not mine alone -
yet alone they ARE mine
and not yours
or any theirs'.

We share ALL the words,
use all the words,
whether in speech or thought or both.

So there can't be -
ever be -
anything
any - thing... new...

nothing... new -

until - suddenly,
unexplainably...

Chris

Author's Note

say as you like - feel free

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'An Incomplete Thought'
Chris,
Living everyday a life where words are used and life is lived until our own feelings and thoughts are allowed to surface. Your poem spoke to this uniqueness of every human. We interpret, feel, judge from who we are. Your poem was a wonderful explanation and freedom to simply relax and be who each of us are. This was really nice to think on and to enjoy.
Blessings,
Kathy

[Chris]

"Blessed Be, dear." You help keep me in a style to which I am unaccustomed -- heard.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

I hope that you find bits and peices of surprise and joy glistening when you expect it least. thanks Chris!

[Chris]

YOU have a way about you ...caring, thought-full, and drawing. "May your dreams fill your stars with magyk and heart and your tomorrows become the todays you breathe within."

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Boy, I better get back and re-read your poem. I am missing something! See you later Chris.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i love this...and there is much truth...we all share the same words, it is how we use them that makes us each a different poet.

that is the challenge...we look for fresh language, fresh wording...but that isn't so easy...it is more that we find fresh ways to phrase..

love and pain are expressed often, and often the same words are used...but subtle differences make each poem just a bit different from the next.

[Ruth]

...there is...because you stir the magic inside...which reminds the self they are alive and each new stir brings forth new wave forms for more invention...and it spirals...

[olla]

there are shared words.. and if we are very lucky.. the world is made new again.. like.. magyk..

[sharonlee]

...there is...

xox

[Emily B]

kindred words and thoughts and people . . . not incomplete at all