Let the Words Fly

Thud makes a muddy sound
Whoosh is a push
Clink sort of twinkles
Bush makes a swoosh

Words are just sounds
we agree upon now
a funny mashup
of consonant and vowel

Also ideas and connections and things
the sturdy fiber that makes our world sing

Let’s not forget shape
they have also that
but our modern world has
made that quite flat

Words could be bubbles
or sticks or smudges
they could have curls
be giving nudges

But no, these letters
are much more like soldiers
round 'em up, line 'em up
stay inside the enclosure

Give me a muddy thud any old day
a why that is curvy, a maybe that sways
a question circling way up above
an answer that pushes in with a shove

Get real messy
let the words fly
release them and listen
look to the sky

let them roll
let them roam
whenever you need them
you can call them back home