I Love Words Poem by Harley White

I Love Words

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I love to tumble, climb, and soar—
to rollick and frolic in words.
I love to mumble, rhyme, and roar—
compose a bucolic,
satire vitriolic,
write lines epistolic,
to be hyperbolic—

I love words—
the gristle, the bumps, the grinds of words—
the bristles, the humps, the winds of words—
the whistles, the thumps— all kinds of words—

Conjunctive connections to which I add—
Those odd interjections— zounds or egad! —

Some words are all but dead,
like the species brontosaurus.
Some words are newly said,
making language fresher for us.
Some words are only read
in a book like the thesaurus.
Some words are overhead,
like the constellation Taurus.

I love words—
the lyrical lilt and tilt of words,
the spherical to the hilt of words,
the miracle that is built of words.

Some find a panacea in flowery verse.
There's onomatopoeia and diction that's terse.

Some words are flimsy;
Some bubbly with whimsy.
They're joined into mazes
And coined into phrases.

Words are immortal when they strike a chord,
And the pen is mightier than the sword.

The lowest form of humor is the pun—
So goes the rumor— but what fun! —
Where a bit of levity's fit,
'If brevity's wit, here's it.'—

I love words—
the whirl, the swirl, the twirl of words—
the pretty, the nitty-gritty of words—
the round, the profound, the sound of words—

like hemidemisemiquaver—
waver, favor, flavor, savor—
incandescent, evanescent,
effervescent, acquiescent—
hammer, clamor, grammar, stammer, glamour, enamor-
ironic, sardonic, laconic, mnemonic, platonic,
or stereophonic.

I love to glide—
astride to sit
I love to ride
the lickety-split
roller coaster of verbiage—
like loquacious, voracious,
mendacious, tenacious,
chortle and snortle,
chasm and spasm,
like rapid or vapid,
pathos or bathos,
livid and vivid,
torrid and horrid,
iota and quota,
eclectic, electric,
like feckless or reckless,
sedulous, credulous,
dazzle and frazzle,
admonish, astonish,
elastic, fantastic,
voluble, soluble,
phantasmagoric
or prehistoric,
inchoate—
You know it! —
I love words!

I Love Words
Monday, October 17, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: creativity,fun,language
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Included is a rough sound recording of me (Harley)talk-singing the song when I first composed it. My recitation can be heard at the following location...clyp.it/aemw4awv

[Narration and Song Lyric, from: One Two Three a Trilogy - Three - 'The Wild Swans' - a rendering in musical theater by Harley White - based on the Fairy Tale by Hans Christian Andersen (1805—1875)]

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Excerpts from Trilogy - click on 'Trilogy' link (top left)~ The Wild Swans…

At... harleywhite.awardspace.com/


Image ~ lithographRêverie (F.Champenois Imprimeur-Editeur) ,1897 ~ Alphonse Mucha (1860-1939)
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bill Cantrell 11 October 2018

Hyperbolic fodder is indeed a tasty treat for the likes of Harley White, this poem holds true in all of your works, truly..one should read this poem before reading any of your others, , , you do indeed adorn your thoughts with words of fancy dress as if your deep thoughts and reasonings weren’t enough...you my friend set a standard that I have yet to see matched by any other poet....always a pleasure reading your works! ! !

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Harley White 12 October 2018

Ah, thank you for the marvelous comment! I always appreciate your responses! This was such a fun one for me! [I have been trying to add my own recitation of the poem from years ago when I composed it. Sadly, the only audios Poem Hunter has been adding recently are those awful robotic readings which ruin the poems. But so far my pleas for them to remove their videos or to put my own audios have gone unanswered, sigh.]

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