Monday, September 2, 2013

The Whimsical

Soft and smooth
As a balm it soothes
Turning inside out
Cutting like a double-edged sword

Like a chick it falls
Bald and four syllables long
It sprouts the wings of a lore
Slipping from tongue to tongue

Meanings change
Intentions mistaken
A film of confusion
Covers the words spoken

Read the lines
And between them too
Find meanings
Even when not meant so

Sometimes rock solid
Like hammer on nail
Or hard to grasp
Slippery like the eel

Words, elusive words
With your many faces
Your many whims and fancies
Cause many to suffer.

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