Eleemosynary Expression
How I do love me some words! (Poetry Sunday)
Words are
my anchor:
tethering me
l
oo
se
ly
to sanity
in
notions of ‘Love’, ‘kindness’ and ‘equanimity’ —
shaking me so
vio — — l — ent — — — — — — — — — --l — — -y,
when I think
of ‘pain’, ‘rage’ and ‘wickedness’,
even as
they humor me
with witty
is the ‘foolishness’
the’silly’andthesublimely’ridiculous’,
plus
also
holding me
to order with their serious intentions in ‘prompt’, ‘proper’, ‘precise’ — ever so ‘persnickety’.
And yes,
they’re
just
killing me softly
in
these multitude lyricist moments
that simultaneously fix and free me on a sea of their paragraphed sentences, where sometimes it’s calm — in a serene scene of smoothly conjoined constructions, drifting gently up to soft and silky shores of such quiet existences…………………………………………………………………………