Words
Waxing gibbous:
gibberish to most, or jabberwocky.
How now the moonraker
dragging the village pond for gold,
or the witch on her ducking-stool
accepted by God if she drowns,
but burned alive if she survives
and the Omnipotent rejects her?
Words rise and fall like trout to flies.
In words, out words, taboo words,
code words, the ebb and flow words
that see conversational tides
rising and falling, waning gibbous
beneath a failing lexicon, sacrificed
at the altar of barbaric speech to appease
the new gods and falsify the old:
nuance, shades of meaning, language,
meta-language, para-language,
raised, a supercilious eyebrow,
that lip curled in the snort of a sneer.
A new uniqe poem,dear moor.how much d words have shapes.wonderful
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Ah, the flowerpot men: what unique thoughts do they shape when they dream of their seedlings taking root in a world we can neither hold nor control?
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Dear roger!! Every dream are not to fulfilment,so we feel sad.
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To dream is to imagine … I love those dreams and talk with them regularly.
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Yeah.to dream is necessary to enjoy life n write something new.it is main reason of creation.but not fulfilment of any dream,human should not be depress.r u agree with my opinion ,dear roger!!
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You express it so well!
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Thanks dear roger.
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Thanks for appreciation,dear roger.
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Gibbous – one of my favorites words.
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I looked it up … you can have ‘waxing gibbous’ and ‘waning gibbous’ … now that’s fascinating. Thanks for visiting, Allan.
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I knew about waxing but not waning. Glad to learn something fom your fine writing.
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I only discovered those terms when I checked the meaning … some lovely pictures on the site I googled and great explanations.
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