I am learning to read aloud,
To play the part that paper demands.
Fingers pry me for promises
And I unlock the sounds they look for:
I respond in many voices, all speechless -
Things said before and felt again.
Sometimes I feel foreign hands,
Shaking, aware of being watched;
Inside I am struck by the strength of them.
Author notes
This is written in the style and poetic metre of the Old English riddles in the Exeter Book.
Points for the person who can find the solution!
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Well done!
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nope, not a mime, but in the right general field of entertainment/arts (the politician metaphor is meant to be misleading)...thanks for all the lovely comments
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Are you a "mime"? I like this! I have read it several times, and always come up with the same answer. I love the poetry whether I got the riddle or not. Many images come to mind after reading your words. Great work!
This line made me think of a mime.
"I respond in many voices, all speechless -"
Oh well...nice!
Candice
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This is another well written piece, thanks for sharing it with us and i hope to see more
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This is unique, I like it very much. I thank you for sharing it and I hope to see more of your work in the future. As for the answer to your riddle I have no idea LOL. but never the less I hope to see mroe of your work in the future =)
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