Francesca Martin Poetry

It is not simply a word
Do say it completely
Not for a conceited or selfish benefit
But rather as a monument to the exotic
The pleasures of a unique sound
And the laziness that comes with our fast-paced culture
In which communication through lack of words declines
Has created too many shortcuts
Snipped beauty at the stem
So it has been swept beneath a quick mouth
And what was once splendid and stimulating
While rolling off the tongue
Is now stocky
Short
Uninviting

Slow down
In everything
Appreciate the many forms of loveliness
Even in the simplicity of saying a full name

Poet: Francesca Martin