1.
Words are like beads on a chain,

Alone they can’t take any strain.

But joined up in gold,

A sentence can mold.

A prayer is repeated again.

2l

Words cluster in salient groups,

Waiting for writers to stoop..

Then instead of one word

A sentence is heard,

Some call this poetry soup.

3.

Professors do not create words,

which from the unconscious are lured.

They only critique

What you and I speak.

After conversing and writing,that’s third.