Day 120: Metal Tree

My necklace tree.

I went a little crazy on the post-processing tonight, but I had fun with it.  I've been reading a lot of Emily Dickinson the past few days to help with my writers block.  I'm still not having any luck on the poetry front, but I did find this little treasure in my search:

A word is dead
When it is said,
    Some say,
I say it just
Begins to live
    That day.

I love this poem not just because it's short, but because I love words, and I love thinking of them as living things once they are put to use.  What a great way of describing the power of a word!