A whisper,
Nothing more.
Silently swift,
Playing with your ears
Then running off again.
The Whisper,
I’ll just call it that.
Simply,
The whisper.
What did it say?
I can’t recall
The words it spoke
And the tongues it spoke in,
Were ever-changing,
Ever shifting.
From Spanish
To French
To Swahili,
Ever changing,
But I understood.
Every word rang out
And hit me,
Harder than a thrown rock,
Yet softer than silk.
No pain,
Just emotions.
Waves of them,
Cascading around me
Like a waterfall.
Every emotion present,
Yet they all tie in together,
Like rope.
Intertwining,
All revolving around one thing.
And now I can finally comprehend
What The Whisper said.
It spoke of the world,
And of all the people in it.
Of you…
Of her…
And of me…
That playfully quick
And silent whisper
Whispered softly in my ear
One word.
Yet I knew,
I finally grasped
Exactly what it meant…
The Whisper said…
Author notes
I've worked on this one a lot, and i'll still end up working on it next week. Please give me some feedback on it. I want to make it as perfect as I can.
Written November 9th, 2006
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welldone
haha, can we have like session 2: )
im just dying to know what the whisper said
great write though, i will be sleeping tonight thinking about it

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Very Nice
So, I had not looked at your stuff in quite some time. Lets just say this was a warm welcome back. I'm very impressed with this write. It is, without a doubt, one of your better pieces. This poem created such vivid pictures in my mind... not only could I see everything you wrote... I could feel it. I love the cliffhanger ending. The only thing I might change, and I hate to fiddle this much, would be the very last line. I think the ending is more solid without it. But often the last line holds the most personal meaning for an author. If that is even remotely the case, don't touch it. With or without the final line, it's beautiful work. Best wishes.
-LLT
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I really like this.. I especially liked how you ended this poem... Great write.. Keep up the good work..



