Words: A Love Song

Words. I love you.

I love how you can express all of my feelings, thoughts and stories.

I love how I can arrange you however I want onto the page.

I can place you in paragraph form and make you into prose, explaining exactly what I want to say like a sign-post. I can spell it out for the reader, making it easier for them to see what’s in my mind by using you. I can change the order, and change the meaning. You are a slow burn. Metaphors, similes and juxtaposition- just a few of my favorite devices.

Or.

I can place you wherever I want on the page

Like poetry

 

The key is the words, 

the words are the key.

 

But then, you can be so ambiguous,

I think I mean what I’m saying,

But maybe what I’m saying means something else altogether,

you know what I mean?

 

Oh words, why are you so coy sometimes?

Just come right out and say it.

Do you love me like I love you?

Your power overwhelms me, drops me on the floor like a wrestler

 

The words drop on the page like sweat and tears

Creating images

Feelings

Ideas

 

I choose you like picking up shells on the beach

Is this one pretty enough?

This one is ugly but maybe I want it anyway.

I pick some and discard others,

Leaving them for those who walk behind me

Footprints in the sand

A path

 

I have to be choosy. I can’t just pick any words. They have to be perfect.

I mull you over in my mind, turning you over, this way and that, like a tornado of thoughts, selecting some words to keep and others to destroy.

Is this the right word? Are these arranged in the best order for the reader to understand the nuances, uncertainties, purpose and meaning?

I tell my students.

The repeated words are important,

Important words are repeated.

Don’t ignore them.

 

And.

If a word appears on a line alone

It’s heavier

 

Pay attention if a

Word

Is alone on a line

 

The arrangement of the words matter.

 

Take what’s here and interpret it, but don’t add more than what is here. I chose my words carefully. With purpose.

 

I want you to see with me.

I use my words to help you see.

Do you see it? My point.

 

Words, I love you

Ocean Hayward-