This week at Poets & Storytellers United the prompt is "a favorite word."
Writers tend to play with words, reading deep meanings from or into assonance and consonance. I looked at the Anglo-Saxon W- words we, wise, women, with, wit, will, weave, web, weed, wear, way, walk, wander, wax, and withe, willow, and possibly word, weird, last month. This month I'm bemused by L- words.
Lithe and lissome
we would be
so, though lazy, we
remember how to lounge,
originally not merely loafing
but strolling, idling, lunging on a lounge line
circling the paddock: keeping fit
in a leisurely way, relaxed and active.
Blithe and lax, we ply our limbs
languidly, for love alone
of flex, flux, flow; flickering glides
like will-o-the-wisps
that glimmer in the gloaming,
pliant limbs
that leap lightly,
flippant jongleurs
that nimbly fling
skyting, lilting,
laughing as they sing.
Ladies? Let's have a lightening time.
I enjoyed the buoyancy of the prose and all the uplifting lovely lilting L words. :)
ReplyDeleteFlippant jongleurs gave me a smile !Cressida
ReplyDeleteIf any little poem of mine makes another poet feel like Cressida di Nova, I have not lived in vain :-) and sunshine to you, too, Penelope.
ReplyDeletePK
I loved the joyousness of this, and also all the alliteration and internal (and external) rhymes.
ReplyDeleteThank you! I had fun with next week's text message poem, too.
DeletePK
The lovely lilt of the Ls were charming
ReplyDeleteThank you!
DeletePK
I love your use of L language in this. It
ReplyDeleteis soothing.