Words Wafting

Words Wafting

We can be weary under the weight of words.  They shift in meaning from time to time. Many of us employ ‘sentence-fillers’ when tired or have a lot on our minds – “like… you know…maybe… kind of…”.  I do it myself. Some words vary in contexts.  For example, “hang” can be shorthand for “hang about, around or out”.  In another context, “hang” can refer to a tragic means of death of a dear one and the shorthand use creates a misunderstanding. This poem is a cheeky shot at words that just roll off our tongues.

Words Wafting

Words wafting

away from the mouth,

dribbling

a half thinking

public-speak,

in attempt

to appear

robust

and transparent,

to

h

  a

    n

      g

as sentence-fillers.

You know,

Like,

in awesome

epic

bites

of

sound jargon,

coded

just for us.

Cheers!

 

 

Simon C.J. Falk 28 January 2017

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Disconnected

Disconnected

Whether on the wordpress feed, the workplace, or among friends, people disappear for a while.  At times it is tragic.  At others, it’s just the complexity and busyness of life that means we see or hear less of them.  Their return is welcome.  

Disconnected

Disconnected

Adrift

Unhooked

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we looked

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blank

and felt an absence where

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and face

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Did you also feel

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spring apart

asunder

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you

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your face return

and words spilled

from your

spring

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to us again.

 

 

Simon C.J. Falk 27 January 2017

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