Her voice was the babble of the city:
by day, loud and bawdy;
by night, soft and seductive;
Author notes
This is part of a much longer pre-written poem called Solace.
A contest entry
- One Amazing Stanza by Cherokee.
450 points, ended December 31, 2007, 14 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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OH I do like this VERY much.
~Pamela 
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I love the over-all tone of this. It leaves me with a soft and serene feeling. Very nicely done.
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lovely
This touched my Irish roots, as my Grammy used to tell me endless stories about Ireland, Dublin, County Cork - fairies, the "Seeing" - it is almost like a trip there.
Thank you for sharing this poem.
wolfie
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Something like this part is what I am looking for...
"Her voice was the babble of the city:
by day, loud and bawdy;
by night, soft and seductive"
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