Language
With language
I express my thoughts
Form words in my mouth
Roll them around on my tongue
Taste them
Spit them out
We walk quickly down the street
Blow smoke
Words the puzzle pieces of language
Pen touches the paper
Moves loops and whirls
The dance of language
To make thoughts visible
For eyes to see
To read
To know what is on my mind
We walk quickly down the street
Blow smoke
My words make the lovely paper
Intelligent
Send thoughts sealed in a letter
Created with strict marks and curves
We walk quickly down the street
Blow smoke
Wind carries whispers like dust
Communicates thoughts of longing
Language of love
Language without teacher
Communicate to myself within Thee
We walk quickly down the street
Blow smoke
The mountain on the horizon
Lost in wind and dust
Flags in tatters eaten by the wind
I listen...
Tumbleweeds roll
Tossed by the wind
Lodge themselves into sheltered places
Whisper words of longing
We walk quickly down the street
Blow smoke
Words of warning on the wind
“Too Late”
Can you understand
The meaning of the language
Written with boney finger
Desert landscape
Global warming
We walk quickly down the street
Blow smoke
Language of trees
Wind moves the branches of trees
Lonely landscape dancers
Push roots deeper
In search of water
We walk quickly down the street
Blow smoke
Language of touch and sight
Without words
I place my hand in yours
You look into my eyes
I fall into yours
We listen to the wind
Carrier of whispers
Carrier of meaning
Universal Language
We walk quickly down the street
Blow smoke
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Entry for Day #2
Learn
As a species
We never seem to learn
Our doom is predicted
We continue down the same path
The temperature rises
We walk quickly down the street
Blow smoke
We seem to have forgotten
How to understand the language
The words spoken
“Too Late”
Polar caps melt
We walk quickly down the street
Blow smoke
