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Tag Archives: words
Nothing to Say
Social media is an infectious disease, spread by word of mouth. We pretend we have something worth saying out loud each day. Who cares how diligently we reshare or like? We like to think we improve silence, but no one … Continue reading
Dictionary Gloss: the E’s
ebullient exuberant, bubbling over with high spirits Beware the fool, whose loud ebullient laugh jumps back and forth, like a cracked phonograph. It’s not a truly happy sign at all; more like the echo of a cattle call. éclat conspicuous … Continue reading
Dictionary Gloss: the D’s
declivity a downward slope And so it seems, with very little fuss, the future’s come: declivity and rust. defalcation misappropriation of funds, a breach of trust concerning money If you would find the truth in situations, follow the money: seek … Continue reading
Mere Words
Are they still weapons, these mere words we use to crystallize what thoughts may form at random in our heads or like to squeeze out for some end, a worthy cause we would advance, a blessing, curse or snare of … Continue reading
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The Speech Not Given: a deachnadh mor
Sad, the speech he could have given for men dead and those living might have meant more, if believing destiny were a haven. In the cadence of his speaking, you could feel his heart breaking; and his way seemed to … Continue reading
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Tagged daily poems, deachnadh mor, Irish verse forms, poetic forms, speaking, speech, words
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A word used in place of the word implied
VULGAR MOMENT #1 There’s a little word that covers so much ground, fits in so many contexts, and feels so at home in so many social variations that most people don’t give it a lot of thought. It’s what I … Continue reading
A song for a star
You say I’ve never sung you songs in all this time — ten years along — which proves, to some degree, how much I love you. You’ve found the time, you often say, to write about and sing and play so many other topics; is that not … Continue reading