LOST LANGUAGES

Words to convey
or academics say
Oh words do play,
words they weigh
Like colorful petals
in a lovely bouquet
Unsettled, they do not stay

Once created
And forever gone
Surviving descendants
By blood and brawn

Leagues of man,
Lost divisions of land
Whispers in oblivion
By wind and dead heirs
Twisting tongues
in daily affairs

For rest of breath
exhaling dialects
Remnants of ancient times
Linguistics of interdependent
Hands of a mime

Yes they are dead
Due to mutations
To modern formations
Lost in translations

Spin the heritage wheel
Savages or adopted ideals
Voices of a nation
bishops and kingdom seals
royals draped in bandages
letters written in lost languages

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

You would think history could stop the mistakes of yesterday by reading the words of men who graced us with knowledge and history.
"Yes they are dead
Due to mutations
To modern formations
Lost in translations.."
Ending is fact. Wisdom and common sense could put the world on the right world. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[brenda]

intersting poem and really good !!:)