The Word Witch

I am a Word Witch
Behold, as I drape a rich cape of syllables about your ears!
Softly swirling, silken whirling,
sibilance sings to your soul...

I am a Word Witch!
Ware ye, I'll wreak my revenge
in a stabby cacophony of jangling syllables and breath stealing multisyllabism,

I am a Word Witch,
I weave the nuance and the nonce,
bind weft of words to warp of wonder,
while syllables serve for shuttlecock,
a tapestry ever calling me
to a completion that can never be.

I am a Word Witch,
and I have burned on the pyre of ignorants
afire with fear of the unknown.

I am a Word Witch.
I unlock doors of mystery
for those who wish to learn
and teach.
I strive to show
that the stars in our minds
can become glowing words
warming the souls of others.