Whim

Nothing is as free as thought
Searching for a linguistic home;
An anchorage for hope distraught
Where care no longer has to roam.
Well bound in a definition
We know that meaning tends to be
Safer in the recognition
Of liberated poetry...
Where connotation explains away
Much of what is never made clear
By what denotation has to say
When meaning is what we truly revere,
And thus the poet anon explores
Vocabularies he most adores!