Word Search by Penny Luker
The tutor plants the tiny seeds;
words to dissect and analyse.
Group discussion grows fresh phrases.
Poignant thoughts fight hard to breathe,
struggle through the dark abyss.
Withered words are secateured.
Paragraphs send their green shoots
and ideas propagate the screen,
to become white printed petals.
Painful pruning, carefully done
tidies the straggly manuscript
and the book searches for the sun.



