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The Word Artist

Words have always been my art. They dance for me and sing for me. They laugh for me and cry for me. They are my paint and brushes. They are my clay.

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Esther Spurrill-Jones in The Word Artist

A statue of some kissing another on the forehead.

Time, A Love Story — a poem of the inexorable pitiless passage of time

A Lauranelle inspired by…

Esther Spurrill-Jones in The Word Artist

A white marble statue of a cherub with its finger over its lips.

Love Delights in Being Naughty

A La’Tuin inspired by Shakespeare’s Sonnet 58

Esther Spurrill-Jones in The Word Artist

A treasure chest cracked open with bright light shining out from inside.

A Prize So Dear — a poem of priceless treasure

A Trilonnet inspired by Shakespeare’s Sonnet 48

Esther Spurrill-Jones in The Word Artist

A rainbow arcs over the sun rising over the ocean. In the foreground, a sharp yellow cliff rises above the rocky beach.

The Sun Comes Out — a poem of hope

A ballad inspired by Shakespeare’s Sonnet XXXIII

Esther Spurrill-Jones in The Word Artist

A person sleeping in bed with moonlight and shadows crisscrossing the scene.

To Find Quiet — a poem of rest & dreaming

A Villonnet inspired by Shakespeare’s Sonnet XXVII

Esther Spurrill-Jones in The Word Artist

Paint brushes covered with red and yellow paint, fading together into orange.

Paint a Story — a poem about art

A Villonnet inspired by Shakespeare’s Sonnet XXIV

Esther Spurrill-Jones in The Word Artist

A close-up up a notebook on someone’s lap. They are wearing an orange shirt and black pants and holding a black pen as if to write in the book.

To Hear With Eyes and See By Heart (a poem about writing poetry)

A Trilonnet inspired by…

Esther Spurrill-Jones in The Word Artist

A woman with dark hair wearing white looking down at a large bouquet of white lilies.

Among the Lilies — a poem

A free verse poem inspired by Shakespeare’s Sonnet XX

Esther Spurrill-Jones in The Word Artist

A black wristwatch with a blue butterfly on the screen resting on a bed of pink flower petals.

Time’s Revolution — a poem

A Lannet inspired by Shakespeare’s Sonnet XIX

Esther Spurrill-Jones in The Word Artist

Sunbeams filtering through the trees on the right, contrasted with deep shade on the left.

The Dawn of Fall — a poem

A LaCharta inspired by Shakespeare’s Sonnet XVIII