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Ergo Etym Birth, we come from mother Earth, like no other Mirth, Ancient Word Mage "Th" Scattered on the page Every word we write and speak of home and filial bliss, wood floors and that familiar creak... North is the way home Thought expressed on the tome Forth, sent you are from the matriarchal scar Hearth, again with heat Warmth, I shall repeat "The", the words- that sound you heard formed as a re-verse of the suckling motion at the nurse baby's brew, a broth a candle for a subconscious moth... |
Additional Notes:
Unfortunately, this poem has been published by Poetry.com, in both book and 'Sound of Poetry' format... Still, it's one of my favorites. The incomplete sounds of the letters t and h in quotes on the fourth line is intentional.
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