Language

 

 

Language through Lips

 

Smooth lips, jiving lips,

words that flow like chocolate

and make me feel my skin.

They make me tingle.

 

Sad lips, pouting lips,

choppy words that sound more like hiccups

spilling from a child’s lips.

They make my eyes water.

 

Strong lips, tender lips,

words are my living fire,

my skin like warm butter.

My blood burns like lava.

 

Words that move through air like dandelion puff

or the beat of a subtle tom-tom drum,

digging into our brain tissue.

A pulse stored in our memory’s hard drive.

 

Sound reconnects with sound

until words break through

lips and tumble into the world,

defining us. 

 

Reviews

[Tina Kline]

I like this poem, its an interesting way to describe the different ways we talk, at least
I read the poem that way. Anyway, its very creative and very fun
to read!

Tina

[Cassandra]

From the way you write this perhaps language should be considered a 6th sense .. You really brought a vitality and importance to it many people forget in their day to day usage. I particularly enjoyed " Words that move through air like dandelion puff or the beat of a subtle tom-tom drum, " as well as "Smooth lips, jiving lips, words that flow like chocolate "