I love the English tongue
I think it was destined for rhymes
So many synonyms can’t go wrong
Turning inspirations into lovely shrines
It’s a great language for poetries
It’s not convoluted or repetitive
It may have been created for monotries
For it forces the reader to be inquisitive
All languages are beautiful
But English is communicative
And its glossary plentiful
Making its popularity collective
Almost everywhere you go
You can hear the language
Its recognition will never stop to grow
Poets and Monotists‘ great advantage
a song of sense on a language whose merits must be sung.
I enjoyed your wit and warmth and words and the depth of your expression. You tease taste out of thought; if your poem was a word-virus, it would be easily caught! May peace and love remain in your heart now and forever.
Connie
Anna
Well said...
Cryssa :~)
Regis
Steve
A great tribute to the language we love and work in; to paraphrase Harris: 'try translating...the honeyed thigh of the bee...into another language and see how it works, or doesn't.'
john