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Living Language
Language is a
trumpeting vine,
Blooms in every shape,
size and color
Tendrils of words grow
every which way,
here, there,
hither
& yon,
insinuating themselves,
curling lovingly,
inexorably,
into, around
the vertical and horizontal,
diagonal
pillars and frameworks
of each diverse community
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Language
is a slow, lazy ocean
whose tides lick
the verbal shores
offering new sand & water
while re-absorbing and changing
the old
It flows out,
ebbs in,
a living, breathing,
constant motion
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Language is essential,
is vital and ageless –
a kaleidoscope mosaic
always perennial,
always new
Without language,
what would you or I do?
Without language…...................
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