Poems of a lighthearted nature

The linguistics of language

Why is it that when we think, we've thought

but when we sink we have not sought?

when we lose, we ooze but a nose has ose

she knew, she'll know, and yes, she knows

Our feet smell yet our noses run

I can't have 'had amazing' but I can have 'had fun'

As a writer I write, but as a poet I don’t po

he goes somewhere but I only go

A teacher teaches and in the past has taught

but a preacher preaches and has never praught

define ring; it’s a circle, yet a boxing ring is square

and here is not a place, for to you, I’m also there

she rang the police but I had rung, yet he stepped on a rung when climbing a ladder

and though it isn’t in my hands I can hold my breath, as well as my bladder

Vegetarians eat veg, does that make a humanitarian cannibalistic?

and how can I be mysterious without having the qualities of a mystic?

Guinea pigs are neither from guinea nor are they anything like pigs

and how is a concert a measure of memory? For they are both known as a gig

If I fill out a form, I’m filling it in

Why isn’t a goat a joat if gin is jin?

Grocers can’t groce but sweepers can sweep

and one can be shallow but still swim in the deep

A slim chance and fat chance are one and the same

I’ve been named through my naming and am left with a name

When comprehending our language I can only frown

for how is a building burning up also a building burning down?