How unusual, power
of words ,life in them and death-mere breath of passing air
woven. Sugar-coated, make
silence eloquent, courtesy -spiced,
make contradiction assent
but if darted with an adder's hiss
provoke enmity with
repercussions. While hiding truth,
words also separate right from wrong
and allegedly heal
through incantation
and provide solace through
congregational canticle.
They help to call this bird
a sparrow, that animal a horse-
they remain as they are even
with names. Words evaporate
and forget themselves
moving among things
you cannot name except for tricks
of remembering. Words carry
different meanings and
necessitate a judicious use.
Where there's silence
between word and meaning-
a new language is born-stammer.
Sword may break but words
cut deep- Held on tongue, words
are under your control, once
catapulted, you are under
their absolute sway.
Poetry by yoonoos peerbocus
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Written on 2025-02-17 at 00:41
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