Word Party by Ann Wilson
Creative writing
Lyrical fashion
Crafting self expression
Grounded in compassion.
I proudly celebrate the words I speak
I was a quiet child, scared and weak
I walked like a victim, pegged it as fate,
Till something inside helped me articulate
Now I jibe with the vibe of the rant of rave
Keep pace with the race I've got face to save
Words can transports me to where I feel free
I understand myself through poetry.
Creative writing
Lyrical fashion
Crafting self expression
Grounded in compassion.
Do you ever find yourself with nothing to say ?
Or you say white and someone hears grey
Or someone sets you off on a vocal spar
And all you can hear is blah de blah de blah blah
Communication should be a two way street
But sometimes a voice says "No skip a beat"
Skip a beat, skip a beat,
Till there's no beat left to skip, I don't mean to quip
But you cannot converse if you don't move your lips,
So these are the times when writing is cool
Scratching out lines, so you don't feel a fool,
It might seem like work, bad for your health,
But in the process you'll find a new view of yourself.
Creative writing
Lyrical fashion
Crafting self expression
Grounded in compassion.
We can all make our peace with our minds little voices,
If we savour each word our language brings choices,
We can all lift the fog from our strange monologues,
No more black howl, no more black dogs.
There's tales I believe and some I do not,
I know people can spin the plot,
The world's full of scenes we choose not to mention
what we hear depends on the narrators intention.
Creative writing
Lyrical fashion
Crafting self expression
Grounded in compassion
I believe in the principle of freedom of speech
every human being has something they can teach
And we all feel more connected when we practise what we preach
And some people talk of peace and some talk of deceit,
I'm not here to say what's right or wrong
Sometimes I find magic in poetry and songs
when people take the time to scribe what they can feel
It can change my whole perspective, make my world seem more real.
Creative writing
Lyrical fashion
Crafting self expression
Grounded in compassion
So let's celebrate our voices, celebrate the stage,
Let's drink to the ideas penned on the page,
Let's cheer for the audience, the writers and readers,
The singers, the poets, and people who lead us
To bearing our souls, to opening our minds
To taking up the journey and not knowing what we'll find
Horray for words and parties, horray for being here,
Raise a glass to our Word Market as we begin another year.