Words

There’s something about words

Their slow insidious play

Grabbing you in places that

You thought were neatly tucked away

 

Here comes a word, innocent like

Then another in its wake

Soon there is a flood, you’ll see

Of unbidden emotions to slake

 

Words they are a bit sneaky

Only some mean what they say

And then they begin mean some more

When in your heart they stay

 

What of the words unspoken

And the meanings they convey

Their inflections belie layers masked,

That calmly lead you astray

 

Dancing to another tune

Meandering through meanings’ array

These words come bearing your nemesis

In their everlasting shades of grey

 

Some words be like a dagger so sharp

Slicing fine without a splay

Some, they are like a hammer’s warp

Leaving nothing but damaged spray

 

Yet it is these words alone

That will  pull us close to we

Riding on their sinuous waves

Quotidian moments we can  flee

 

But when their chain they stop and break –

And sometimes they find they must

They take the little broken bits

Of our injured hearts in trust

 

Here is the secret of their appeal

Only words that can soothe and seal

When silence and solace have done their time

Finally – it is words that come to heal

 

In threat and in refuge ‘tis true

Through words we begin the renew

To make us whole, to bridge the gap

Words, our mortal trap.

 

 

 

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