Babble - to talk rapidly and continuously in a foolish, excited, or incomprehensible way.
“The fool doth think he is wise, but the wise man knows himself to be a fool.” ~William Shakespeare, As You Like It, Act V, Scene I I weep by the stardust shore where seraphs sing Tangerine tears rain despair ‘neath a velveteen veil My melancholic muse, muslin-wrapped in ice-cold caskets Slain by ruinous romance swirled in absinthe abstractions Despondent sloughs bespeak the depths of my soul Saffron scars scream sonnets through metaphorical mists Morose melodies paint scabs on pastiche strophe Pregnant pause, so precious, submerged in lurid lament But then it whispered, a voice unvarnished by purple plumes A verse, it bloomed, untainted by thesaurus bleeds Sculpting off silken scaffolds pasted upon profligate poetry Leaving a profounder palate for plainer prosody Fools thought wisdom speak in sequin-laced soliloquy But wise men abrade from calligraphic charade
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