My Word! by James Aitchison

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Word is a word
that rhymes with word.

But what about cord,
and ford and sword?

They don’t rhyme with word,
as you’ve no doubt heard.

How come English is so erratic,
so hard to learn and problematic?

My word, I wish I knew!

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My Word! by James Aitchison

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Shoes always come in pairs,

but pears don’t come in shoes.

And I know that my nose knows

how to make ah-choooooos.

Whales don’t come from Wales,

is it rite or is it right?

And who can tell the difference

between quiet or quite?

Angle grinders not ankle grinders,

it’s so easy to make a slip—

because English is really funny

and tries to make you trip.

So Many Words by Pat Simmons

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So Many Words

 

In my head

Words are running around

Pushing and shoving

Trying to get out

Use me first

No, use me first.

 

That’s

Enough

I

Say

Please

Form

A

Nice

Orderly

Queue

Thank

You

Very

Much

 Pat Simmons

 

Words and Birds by Virginia Lowe

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Words and Birds

 

A queue of curious pelicans

A cue of queueious pelicans

The English language

Never ceases

To amaze

And amuse

 

Mother counted sixty four

swans and pelicans

on Lake Colac once

when I was a child

in the days

when the lake

was full

before

climate

change

hit.

Virginia Lowe

Virginia says: I wrote this poem for exactly the reasons given in the poem. The memory, and amusement at ‘curious’ and ‘queue’.

 

Queue by Sally Odgers

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Queue

 

Kudos to the queue – not cue

(for that’s a hint or hit for billiard ball)

Kudos to the queue – not coupe

(for that’s a shock surprise for city hall)

Kudos to the queue – not coo

(for that’s what doves and grannies tend to do)

Kudos to the queue – not Que

(For that’s a Tassie river … yes, it’s true!)

Kudos to the queue – you knew

This had to end and now the end is due

But kudos to the queue – a row

Of sailor’s hair or pelicans you know.

 Sally Odgers

 

Words by Dianne Bates

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Words

Some have shaky edges
Twisting and flapping like netted fish
And the tongue is tied.

Sometimes the mouth opens and closes
like a trap.

But the best words —
The easiest words —
are bridges:

‘Be my friend,’
‘Come and play.’

Dianne Bates

Dianne says: To get to this poem, I brain-stormed a variety of shapes (geometric shapes, the shape of thoughts and so on) until I arrived at words. In the end I didn’t even use the word ‘shape’; it simply acted as a starting point.