Words are birds
of a feather; they
tether together
by mutual attraction
and chemical reaction.
Word flocks invent sentences,
each with scent essences;
sweet scents source resonance,
while scent tenseness courts menace.
Communication murmurations
may summon the sun,
or feast like buzzards
on rot and division.
Your speech far-reaches;
it teaches and preaches.
Shapes your senses
and sharpens intenseness; your
verbs may hurl vipers or virtues.
Braid your strands of syntax
to sympathize synapses,
harness harmonies charmingly …
Offer soothing words like lemon curds.