The only silence is your voice.
A neighbor's dogs bark.
Frogs croak the length of the creek.
The Whippoorwill has yet to arrive.
The silence of your voice;
the poets of the dark;
me writing words that reek
with your memory, alive
& warm against this chill.
Please tell me what you think
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Thanks for your kind words & for finding my words to be able to move you to write them. I appreciate you...
Rudy -
This one is absolutely wonderful.. you have said so much in a few lines. I adore your poetry. The last line is wonderful. Thanks for sharing
-Neha
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Breathing in the dark
You hear voices
in suffering
all a part of something
To be held in words
is a dark poets dream
reek and alive
in memory
in all parts warm
in a lonely poet
Hungry
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What a great poem response, jenn
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hummm this is a rather intriging and deep poem... certainly gets your mind wondering
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Thanks Laura... The more levels a poem has, the more effective it has been said...
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Love how this poem warms us in the last line...the first 8 set it up well....beautiful ending; a person's memory can do this sometimes, can't it?..
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Memory is a fertile ground for poets. Thanks for reading and for this encouraging comment...
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