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The echo of a whisper II
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The echo of a whisper II |
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blankmirrors Junior Member
since 2010-07-16
Posts 14 |
T h e n i g h t o f w o r d s The silences of my mind Manufacture small words: Syllables of a moon In a world that no longer exists. * * * Words, too narrow for shade, Borrow their murmuring foliage From the tree of my sighs. * * * (Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never hurt me) Certain words, Shielded and blind as a fist, Find me naked At my aching door, cracked like a voice. * * * Words, made of the substance of flight Must find, like eagles or larks, Their own lightness. * * * Peering into the throat of my words I hear sometimes In a single chord, a single shudder, The sum of caress and of absence: The chronicle of a sigh. * * * Beneath the death of the wave, The last breath of a sea, All I hear is the silence, As if my ear were trained Only on words in a tongue I know. |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
I really like these! |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
These are great, I love the images you are putting together! Lori |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
The moonshine and shadow of words and their own silence painted in the touch of joy and pain. Captivating! Owl |
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Anoo Member
since 2011-01-23
Posts 55UK |
The use of abstract concepts is highly imaginative. Great poem. Anoo |
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steavenr Member Elite
since 2003-11-17
Posts 4058 |
this is all good, but I really loved this one: "Words, too narrow for shade, Borrow their murmuring foliage From the tree of my sighs." ...that "too narrow for shade" is a 'stopper' (as in stopped me in my tracks) |
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