Words: you gotta love ‘em. Well, I do, especially the English ones. They’re one of my favorite food groups, right up there with butter, sugar & chocolate.
Do you remember the childhood rhyme, “Sticks & stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me”? Try as I might, that admonition never worked for me.
Then there was “If you can’t say anything nice, don’t say anything at all”. I heard that one a LOT from my mother. Gee, I wonder why?
Let me get this straight: I’m to not let other people’s unkind words affect me, AND I can’t say anything unkind to anyone else. Wow, that doesn’t seem fair!
Words hold a powerful attraction for me. You?
In your hands words can be very powerful indeed. I’ve had the experience of being blown away by the written word – the designed word, the rhymed word, the poured over word. I don’t have a special affinity for creating art with words – my gift lies somewhere else. But since words are so closely married to my creative pursuit, I respect them.
Some words I’ve come across recently:
[i]Sticks and stones, breaking bones
Names and words they hurt you.
No one should be made to feel alone.”
- King’s X, ‘Alone’[/i]
I find you much more alluring than “WORDS” !