Living+a+Collage

Click speaker to hear a recording of this poem. || a voice squeaking a language indescribable out of the tip, To merely jot down is not enough. To dream and imagine all around is only a portion. To name and scribe on the dot perfectly, sits next to impossible. But, sometimes the words can sweep you away.
 * **__ Living a Collage __** || [[image:ca-rhapsodicwritingsch1:500px-Speaker_Icon_svg.png link="http://broadcast1.caryacademy.org/faculty/Briarly_White/poetry/chapter5/Camig5LivingaCollage.mp3"]]
 * Memories swerve along the paper,

When the binding and weaving come through, and pages are filed and stapled together, you can't discover why some people Beg and Sigh and Mutter and Mumble under their breath to Wish they had an eraser, To blindly drag a see-through curtain Over what they want to hide. They cannot find that words can sweep you away- if you allow them.

Not only the joyful but also the tough memories, Create a collage covered paper uniquely extraordinary Because words can sweep you away, if you allow them. || Image http://www.westnetbc.com/images/pencil_&_paper.jpg ||