To speak too much, to ramble on and on

To run one’s mouth from dawn to dawn

Such constant babble may get on your nerves

For words for words’ sake no good can serve

I find myself when at school

Trying to quiet classes without being cruel

“Please arrest the superfluous verbosity” I will say

But they will chatter anyway

I again to them will turn

“Stop, curtail the loquaciousness, so we can learn.”

Maybe it’s best to let them speak

Surely, they’ll be quiet when they sleep


Painting With Words

When painting a picture with your words

Life is your palette and all that you’ve heard

Random conversations, TV adverts

Ridiculous anecdotes, innuendos, and flirts

For the language of expression takes many forms

And a true artist will capture them, not just the norms

So, let the soundscape of your experience run free

And let it colour every poem and story


I Shall Speak

Confined to my baby-cot

Thought to be asleep

I practice the word “Mommy”

And then I repeat

For in the morning when I wake

To my mother I shall speak


Racked with anticipation

As I sit there passive – meek

Listening to my viewpoints scorned

Week after week

But when discussion time next arrives

In English class, my opinions I shall speak


Demands on workers made

Management thinks us weak

Unreasonable conditions new

As more profits corporate seeks

But it shall not be at our expense

For as a united voice for all – to management I shall speak


When society has begun to shred

And corruption in high places is at its peak

When journalists are shut down

When it is only truth they speak

Then I will again make my stand

And for the public, I shall speak




Be it dictionary or lexicon

What English words mean

Depend on which side

Of the pond you’re on

American “quite” means “very”

While British “quite” falls short of “verily”

If that word’s meaning tends to vary

Check out “now,” but be wary

An American “now” means at this instant

While South African “now” might be a time quite distant

And there’s that word “quite” used again

So, I used the British meaning as to not offend

This English tongue can drive you round the bend


Hurtful Words

In a savage manner our words can hurt

And with cruel phrases – with violence we flirt

An insult here, and innuendo there

Can wound souls and cause dispair

While striking back – it too is wrong

Let us instead be kind – and get along



Grammar, Abc, Dictionary, Words, Letters

I met a they the other day

They was labelled a “she” but wasn’t happy that way

“They was” isn’t correct, I hear you say

But if they is a singular – it must work that way

Don’t get me wrong – I’m happy to use

Whatever pronoun that you choose

It’s the grammar only that makes me wince

As our language suffers growing pains

As new views and agendas we evince


Lure (2)

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Cristina Gottardi at Unsplash

The lure of lore is enticing

There is magic that lies in a tale

Imagination it can capture

Especially when it’s told well

We seek answers from those who were before us

We learn lessons from what they have done

And if we harken to their stories

Our own victories surely will be won

So resist not the lure of a story

Ignore not the morals of myths

For they often contain more

Than the mere conceits of the wordsmiths


FOWC with Fandango — Lure

Words At Play

Architecture, Building, Library, Glass Windows

I chanced upon a library at night

Where the words come out to play

Stifled by the silence of the place

Bound to their pages in the day

But when the doors are locked

And the readers have all gone home

They let loose in eloquence

Usually started by a poem

Oh what tales are related then

Adventures great and small

Puns and wordplay do abound

As the newspapers listen – remembering all

But dawn shall soon return

And the words then will silent fall

As soon as they hear the key in the door

And the footsteps in the hall