Strange word
with so much hanging on it
squat and definite 
yet unknowing answer
the abruptness
belies the question
that marks the open end


Endlessly possible
yet doubting implied
action and reaction queried
unending cycle


of the wonders of life
softly cajoling
longing to know
the infinite reason


Encompassing all 
alpha and omega
forever sought


eye to the horizon
no end in sight
clouds of time and occasion



Singing words, words, words, between the lines of age.

The haunting refrain of Neil Young‘s song inhabits my mind as I indulge in my latest escape. Online word games, playing with total strangers, discovering combinations of letters that score the most points. A long way from the Scrabble I enjoyed as a child, no cheating with dictionaries then; but now the whole World Wide Web is at my fingertips and words that I can scarcely believe are human turn out to be urban slang rather than Klingon. Where did ‘jol’ and ‘lez’ and ‘qis’ come from? Who cares? Judiciously placed on a triple letter or word square and 30 plus points are mine. I used to think it was all about using my mind and finding intelligent words, proud to show my erudition and education, but now it’s all strategy, filling little gaps and blocking my opponent and grabbing those double and triple thrills where I can.