Impossibly useless: improbable delight

Morwenna

You tell me language is –

Impossibly useless

When you say you are sorry that I am hurt.

 

You remark how language is –

An improbable delight

When we play with the rhythms and rhymes of my poems.

 

You say that language is – 

Impossibly useless

When we walk in the quiet and peace of the woodlands.

 

You observe that language is – 

An improbable delight

When the words that you spin make me shout with laughter.

 

Like the words,

‘I love you’, I whisper,

Hugging you close.

  • Author: Morwenna (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 9th, 2022 12:14
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Comments5

  • Fay Slimm.

    You poem the language of love's need for laughter when words of hurt mingle with later regret - - no better place than nature's woodland when making amends - -- a telling verse Morwenna

    • Morwenna

      Thanks so much for reading and commenting thoughtfully. For me it is so interesting to see how a poem is read. When I wrote it it was more about unconnected episodes - usually if he is trying to comfort me I've been hurt by somebody/something else. I'm not, of course, saying that is the 'proper' way to read it!

    • Blueledge

      Sometimes there's no need for words.

      • Morwenna

        Absolutely. They can get in the way.

      • arqios

        Getting across through morphemic bridges stirs up within our receivers a praise or distaste of language- as users of language humans can be fickle about crossing those bridges. A worthy thought to explore and a worthier poem on which to engage. Thanks for sharing, Morwenna. /Rik.

        • Morwenna

          Aww. Thanks!

        • MendedFences27

          We write. They read, and they interpret as they wish. The poet's intent may be crystal clear and yet be understood by some as otherwise. There are forms of language, dialects, phrases, dual meanings, translations and a host of other reasons why this happens. As a writer, we express from the deepest part of our being. We form it to the best of our ability. The rest is up to them.
          Your poem, itself, shows the duality of meaning that language can endure. And you end it with "I love you," maybe the most misunderstood phrase in the English language. What a powerhouse of verbalization you have created here. I loved it, whatever that means. Phil A.

          • Morwenna

            Yes indeed. I am more than happy if someone interprets a poem in ways I hadn't expected. The poem is out there to be read. Moreover each interpretation helps me understand better what I am saying. Yes agreed about 'I love you', not only the most misunderstood but also with a huge range of meanings.

          • Neville


            I think this is simply splendid .. but then, I've got this thing about words ..

            • Morwenna

              Exactly. And thanks for the encouragement.

              • Neville



                You are indeed, most welcome.



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