Monday, February 23, 2015

Poem: Thesaurus Rex

I don't remember what number this is, and I don't care.

Dear Reader, liven mind and heart,
peruse your lengthy tomes,
discover adjectives anew 
whilst noshing drupes and pomes 

Recall, millenia ago,
no synonym existed
Until one reptile conjured them
as plates tectonic shifted. 

Thesaurus Rex was he, the King
of all beasts wordly-wise,
his erudition such so that
his knowledge scraped the skies.

He plucked words from the highest trees
and planted them below
where grew their Greek and Latin roots,
so very long ago. 

He fished for adverbs in the lakes
and adjectives on land
he excavated nouns with care 
and sprung them from the sand. 

And though, today, the Earth is tame
and dinosaurs no more,
vocabulary grows throughout,
from crust to molten core.

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