Words

I listen not for meaning, 
I cannot understand but
Every sixth word, but for
The rhythm, the pitch, I
Feel the music pulsing in
The delicate delivery. It
Is deliberate, written with
Care, I know this from an
English rendition I heard
First, and that knowledge
Has me listening, careful,
Listening deliberately, for
That sixth word I might
Catch, as if my butterfly
Net is dense enough to
Keep foreign words from
Escaping into the ether
I listen for the pleasure
Sound brings as words
Hit the air, reverberating
With sense or nonsense
I listen, not for meaning,
For the pleasing rhythms

Consequences

Is what we do in line 
With what we say?
Are we truthful? Is it
Our wish to tell it like
It is? Or are we happy
To prevaricate? One
Word for truth, dozens
For lies. Verily, if true
Veracity, candor, lying,
Mendacity, sincerity,
No consequences for
Lying, none for truth.
Speaking what we do
Know, knowing what
Is so, does this mean
You don't know what
Is not truth, not real.

Wordle song

Trope quote hotel
Round pound route
Works jerks murky
Fiver pleas lette..
Uhohh, fiver pleas

It'ssa gaame ooovf trans
Forma tions (longA) aannd
Realy there isn'ta reasn toooo
Cheat. Fiver pleas. Start. Finis

Frond found. Tidal 
Trial. Wring wrung
Fiver river. Brews
Trees. Clues blues
Pound mound. Pleas
Lease. Downy found

Goodbye, now

Does love have an expiration date?
A boiling point? A Finis or a c.o.b.?
So many love affairs find a terminus
Or an off-ramp that leads down a
Cliff to an unhappily ever-after no
One anticipated. Unwanted endings
That cannot be glossed over in a new
Chapter are sadder for surprising us
And unwelcome, especially when we
Unexpectedly run into each other
Across town, waiting for gas or picking
Up some Twinkies and chocolate milk