Words
Words are intangible when thought or spoken
But take shape on paper or screen
A promise that’s made that in life may be broken
For words can be harsh or serene
Words strung together may feel like a hug
Might warm you like coffee that’s sipped from a mug
Others may hurt or offend the unarmed
Toss a coin… and be charmed… or alarmed
But use the wrong word where it shouldn’t be heard
In some lands they’ll put you on ice
But, in the west, words can be free as a bird
Though we’re all free to say something nice
Words can paint pictures, the pallet is vast
To let us envisage the future, the past
Words can transport us, in need of no fuel
Yet words can be loving and words can be cruel
So words are intangible?… Who told you that?
If words can lift spirits or leave spirits flat
If words can tell stories and make peace… or war
Intangible? PHOOEY… won’t say that no more!
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