Two Words

dark and dreary, she said
I carried them around for awhile
and thought of what they evoked
rain, sadness, loss?
or perhaps a black hole
you are desperate to climb out of

what about their distant cousins: light and airy?
clear, blue, open could be their companions
these are perhaps prettier, happier words
ones you might rather choose

ah, but blue can conjure a soothing sea or a sorry state of mind
open can describe loving arms or a gaping wound
what is contained in a word?

whatever we choose, I suppose
they are just letters after all
arranged in a pattern
marks on a page
what power we give them!
the labels direct our thinking
tell us how to be what to believe
but trust me
they lie

when I was in the dark
I was not sad I saw light
there was comfort in that illuminated blackness
I wished to remain there

when I am in the rain I am
cool, cleansed, released
these are what I choose for r-a-i-n
how could they ever feel wrong?

and loss?
it is only the other side of life
the same number of letters even
just slightly different ones

don’t misunderstand
I am in fact, a lover of words
I need their rhyme, their rhythm, their reason

but don’t be fooled by these tricksters
they are romancers yes, but also sword bearers
wait and see I say
let the experience carry you
then choose your words
carefully

 

San Miguel de Allende, Mexico

Linda Laino is an artist, writer and teacher living in San Miguel de Allende, Mexico,almost 5 years now. She loves playing with words as much as form and color. Finding beautiful things on the ground is a favorite pastime. Her artwork can be seen at www.lindalaino.com Some of her writing can be found on Elephant Journal and The New Engagement.