Jeux De Mots

I play with words like Children play with Lego I use different words as My bricks. With commas Dots and exclamation Marks I put them together. At my convenience I can Disassemble and reassemble them ad infinitum. My words are like the sword of The Samurai, the baton of the conductor. The words are my barrel of dynamite Instead of breaking bridges, I break hearts. Like the seasoned diplomat I know Each word is a matter of life and death. To put the words at the appropriate place is the puzzle of the poet. Instead of colours my Lego parts are Languages . They are my Legos of clay I mould them, bastardize, adopt And change their meaning. The words have their own souls And their own meaning. It’s On paper the words start to Transcend- to live a life on their Own. The words like all things have A soul, some words have to be Handled with care, they have to be Put in their context other words Are like chameleons who change, Transform, adapt with new circumstances. Le jeux de mots have to be done carefully, The words will put themselves in their place If you give them the rhythm and their space. But be aware to play with words is to play with fire