Casting a Spell 11/1/05
What is it about words
that attract me
like fish to bait?
What tasty morsels
words are.
I can’t resist
nibbling at them,
taking bites
and chewing, chewing,
chomping
on their flavors.
Each one is different
in size and shape
so they are never boring.
I savor them
on my tongue
then swallow
and feel their richness
paint the walls
of my esophagus.
As I digest
each meaning,
I thank the witch
who cast
the fishing line
with the wordy worm
on the hook.
The Revision 3/14/09
Words are like bait
on a fishing line
tempting morsels
I chomp, chomp
and get hooked on.
But who is the fisherman
who dangles those words
so enticing? And do I mind
getting caught? Oh, there’s
another one meandering
around in the ocean
of my brain. I open
my mouth and swallow,
hooked again.
Oh Dear Linda I love you and your poetry!! You took the words right out of my mouth....both poems are brilliant...two close to my heart! I love the way you bounce words like a ball, running after each idea with glee!
ReplyDeleteThanks for making me smile!
Hugs Giggles
Linda! stop by my blog (sat, 3/14 entry) for a "surprise!"
ReplyDeleteThese are cute. I love them.
ReplyDeleteA poem is never finished, only abandoned.
ReplyDeletePaul Valery
French critic & poet (1871 - 1945)
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Nice hook, linking words and bait!
And it's not only the spoken words, to me, but written ones: the shape of letters themselves, the spellings and misspellings (i.e., the puns), the fonts, the layout on the page, and those pesky punctuations!
I really can't decide which one I like more.
ReplyDeleteBoth are brilliant.