What might happen
If you jumped
The margins
Exceeded the lines
Let the ink
Twine
Along
Your
Fingers
Wind
Cursive lines
Up
Your
Spine
Flow
With
Your
Blood
Circulate
And
Stain
Your
Heart
What if you
You made
Visible
And
Unblushing
Your love affair
Of words and sound
Un bound
From the page
Allowed
Vibration
And
Vibrancy
As they find
F O R M
On the vessel
Of voice
To
E
C
H
O
And have life
Beyond
The ruled lines
And fragile sheet
I love the way you have formatted this poem to flow like the words. Especially love these lines:
“What if you/ You made/Visible/And/ Unblushing/
Your love affair/ Of words and sound…”
You’ve really captured what pulls us altogether and makes us poets — our love of words!