The Whisperer

I am the whisperer
the keeper of secrets
those silenced,
rejected
and those long forgotten...
secrets faded and old,
destroyed and detoured

I am the whisperer
of memories mourned
those clouded,

maliciously tossed,
those long forgotten and
shattered...
cast out and kept in

I am your conscience
the mouth of your mind
where dreams crumble,

misplaced and replaced

soon to be shattered

are forgotten

or

buried in time

as whispers of me...

slowly die

Author notes

Picture: Romance in Red I
Art Print
By: Alfred Gockel

AP Poet: Pageturner

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A contest entry

Whispering by CarolDesjarlais. 900 points, ended April 9, 2008, 11 entries
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Picture Prompt by aboomer. 525 points, ended April 21, 2008, 9 entries
Gold trophy winner
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IT'S ALIVE ................ (PREWRITES ALLOWED) by Alex Hex. 300 points, ended May 19, 2008, 13 entries
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movedon
May 16, 2008

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I like the ending. Congrats on the gold trophy. Well done and best of luck in our contest

Mylee and Alex
aboomer
April 15, 2008

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I like this! Love your wording - great images. Reads nicely. Unusual take on this picture, but one I like.
thank you for such a nice entry
best wishes
CarolDesjarlais
April 9, 2008
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Oh man, what a phrase: " am your conscience
the mouth of your mind"....beatuifully said....
nikkia
April 7, 2008
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i love this the imagery is great
Keeperofthestars
April 7, 2008

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Very Good

Very nice poem. I enjoyed it very much!! Good work!

Keeperofthestars
tehzeeb
April 7, 2008

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Cool
Some tho this poem reminds me of a book that i read,
but the name of the book does not come to mind...
anyways nice poem.
hscopazzi
April 7, 2008
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Powerful!
I really enjoyed this. It has a great power to it! Great write!

Harmony
Durlon
April 7, 2008
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well done
As I read it I felt the whispering.
CokebottleEyes
April 7, 2008

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i took this as literally being about how one's conscience speaks or rather 'whispers'
i think it's beautiful. one of the best poems i've read on this site in quite a while
CountryCousin
April 7, 2008

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This interests me.
This interests me because I had a book into the works entitled Whispers. It was basically an autobiography of my life from childhood and through cancer. So I clicked on this to find a really good piece of work to read.
WesBreezyxxx
April 7, 2008

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Hot
I loved this poem. Want to know why because at the first and last stanzas it accualy ment something to
me. Well at least this is my opinion. I can feel it that you are talking about trees. Trees whisper. It is just that you cannot really here what they are saying.
And it's mad silent once you get to a piot where the wind stop blowing. I absolutley love this poem. Keep on writing BRAVO JOB. i LOVED IT. KEEP UP THE GOOD JOB
poet2angels
April 7, 2008

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This is beautiful!!!
Such a wonderful write of memories and nature and love intertwined! I adore this!

Lynda