Civil Works

Civil Worksds



We
forget
words are more
than meaningful
sounds. They are shaded
by hues of emotion;
each hold a secret that is
translated by the heart and known
only to those who hear them. With a
Midas touch, they yield gold or destruction.
Like the gift of Dionysus, words are
both blessing and curse; the results lie
in how we wield them. It's too much
to expect that we'll always
agree but is it too
much to contemplate
civility
taking root
in our
words?

Notes

Week 3 entry in "Poetic Exploration"  [E]
Form: Etheree (Double)
An Etheree is a ten-line syllabic verse with a syllabic pattern of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10. A double uses the same form with 10 additional lines that reverse the syllable count. There are no other requirements for the Etheree

Dionysus – The Roman god of "ritual madness and ecstasy" whose gave King Midas the gift that whatever he might touch should be changed into gold.

Thank you for taking time to read my words. I would appreciate it if you took a moment and left a comment. Your reaction, impressions, criticisms, - yes, even praise - are all equally welcome.

Ken