The Writers' Circle

I wish words had more of a way with me
I'd away with words. 
I'd love to have a way with words. 
Words are worms of life.
They mingle and mix the dirt of language.
They compost and compose 
They form communication and describe the rose. 

Going my way are words
I wish words would go my way. 
Words dangle on the hook 
And illustrate the book
Create a novel novel
Pulp a paragraph 
Rhyme and reason 
Historical rhetorical 
Unrequited love and treason. 


Words are my way 
With words I can say 
What I need to say
What I want to say
What I have to say.

Words warp my time
Insight verbal crime
Denote years and centuries and even more
They deliver equations and set down the law.