Sunday, July 15, 2012


If I could I would live on words.
I would chew grainy words like pumpernickel, lick
slick words that slip against the tongue
and melt like lilikoi
(luscious Hawaaian ice-upon--a-stick).
Nor would I live on food words only
but feast on all the savory
flavored dictionary words
the meaty ones like buxom and contemplate
seasoned with peppery sprinkles
of quip and apple
and I would nibble the edges
of flat round cookies of extrapolate, reforestation
and tickle my palate with perfumed words:
Aldebaran, oriental, satin.

I would open Webster's unabridged
and grow fat on specious, unadulterated, irresolution.
Never never would I grow hungry.

I would give thanks to the great god Gutenberg
and lay me down to sleep
after I sip a soothing drink brewed from
soporific, subliminal,and seraphim
and I will dream of books and libraries
burgeoning with sustenance.


Josie Two Shoes said...

I love the concept of words being as delicious as they are delightful to play with and string together!

becca said...

wow brilliant i love that you made words feel like a delicious meal. I love words and i would live on them if i could this totally spoke how I feel about them. wonderful

Kay said...

very nice; love it

bunnygirl said...

Oh, yes. Wouldn't it be lovely to live on words?

Gemma Wiseman said...

Words for the senses! What a banquet! What a feast! Brilliant!

oldegg said...

Hopefully as writers we do. What delight it is to introduce strangers to our work to meet old friends that we favour, then let them dance together so appreciative of the introduction.

jaerose said...

Words can truly be a feast..fulfilling write..Jae

Peggy said...

Yes! I love it! I love words, and I can almost feel myself salivating with your words...wonderful!

Belva Rae Staples said...

I love this delicious piece! Yummy words!

Mad Kane said...

Delightful and delicious poem. Madeleine Begun Kane