I craft worlds out of words
That only exist in my head
These words build cities
Grow gardens — make history
As well as bake cakes
These words that create
Transform into people with thoughts
And actions all their own
So my words become theirs
Or is it the other way around
These words — their voices
My craft — their art
My daydreams — their adventures
All inside my head
Sammi Cox is from the UK and spends her time writing and making things. Her poetry and short fiction have been published in various places online and in print. Her first collection of tiny tales, One Turn of The Wheel was published by Three Drops Press in 2017. Find her at: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/
Whispers and Echoes 
I love it. It sounds very much like the machinations inside my head!
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Thanks so much, Peter. I’m glad you enjoyed it 🙂
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My thanks to Bartholomew for selecting my poem for his Sorta-Sonnets series, and for editing it into the stronger, much improved version you see here 🙂 🙂 🙂
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I love this. It encapsulates how poetry can often paint such vivid pictures or stories with just a few judiciously chosen words.
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I’m glad you enjoyed it, Margaret 🙂
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I loved the theme of this sorta-sonnet, how stories and words can be every bit as real inside our heads as the so-called read world. Great work, Sammi!
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Thank you so much for improving my poem, Bartholomew, and for selecting it for your series 🙂
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I need not say how much this resonates with me, for you know that. But you have expressed it, and brilliantly, which I never have. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
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Thank you so much. I’m so glad you enjoyed it, Crispina 🙂 🙂 🙂
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🙂🙂🙂
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