Words, Words, Words.

In the beginning there was logos

Said Heraclitus.

In the beginning there was word

Said the Bible

Sticks and stones 

Or words said

The sadistic torturers of all times.

When words are scarce, they are seldom spent in vain

Said Shakespeare.

Then he invented  many of his own;

From barefaced to sanctimonious.

 

Words. Words. Words.

I grew up loving words.

From querky words to 

Absurds. To profane.

The French. The English.

The Italian. Ancient Greek.

The Turkish. The Parse

The Hindi. Shakespeare's words

Keats words, Amy Winehouse's

Words.

All of them indiscriminately.

 

My children inherited my 

Love of words.

And use them 

Liberally.

 

My son is drawn to scientific 

Ones. 

From dodecahedron

To ontology.

 

My daughter to profanities.

From poo to bum bum.

 

 

Words. Words. Words.

My husband uses northern 

Slangs. My friends:

European twangs.

 

I eavesdrop into fellow

Passengers' twangs.

Sometimes pick up a few.

" I says words don't come easily!'

 

Words. words. Words.

Why art thou so fearsome

To some?

The cause of jailings, torture,

The inhumane treatment

Of fellow human beings?

 

Words. Words. Words.

 

 

These days it is  the simplest ones

Like "I luv u mama"

Give me the most delight.