Open Poetry #2 |
language... |
H. Arlequin Member
since 1999-08-23
Posts 210 |
language... the means by which we sic the hunting dogs or spew our bile on friend and foe close by, will call the porcine screech of slopping hogs, voices hymnal praises sundays when we try. so salt and sweet flood from a single spring man's hateful strife, or love songs in supply, depending on the faucet that we wring, produce our smile or else the evil eye. first, sticks and stone projectiles dealing pain, with biting barbs intended to demean; remorse on cue will sing cliche's refrain, the oh so sorrys, another emptied spleen... words opt for compliance, reduce to size, strangle defiance, try flushing out lies, or in adoration, praise some to the skies, till self-control science on language relies. --H. Arlequin Poems From the Goober Tree http://nathoo.wustl.edu/goober_tree.htm |
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snow in summer Member
since 1999-08-28
Posts 67 |
enjoyed the message here.... "think before you speak", said very eloquently! |
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