Words Revisited

August 16, 2009

Time. So precious, yet so ignored.
Hurriedly skimming the words to get the gist, unmindful of intended nuance. Words chosen for their description and effect or perhaps not. So glibly can they fall from mind, to keyboard, to page. Words for words sake, writing to hear ourselves read.
Rereading after a time to cull more than the gist, the missed subtlety, the lure which draws us in. The bait. The alone seeking the alone for company, companionship and physical connection. The hidden barbs of disappointment can so easily tear and scar. The battles fought, the war stories told, the memories fondly replayed in age. The comrades of youth lost and remembered.
Catch and release.