Words fill me like a tide,
but when I go to speak I find
a brittle pigeon, all tongue tied.
Little wisps of alphabet escape,
making me sound like a dunce
with mouth covered in duct tape.
So many things I long to say,
yet nothing coherent abides
as my silence gives me away.
Maybe my heart can more convey
my feelings in a meaningful manner,
to show you the words I want to say.
A contest entry
- Get Prompted On Faber Drive by Errant Panther.
710 points, ended November 22, 2008, 6 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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I am very honored to have received an HM in this competition - the other writes were all wonderful, making this placing a real honor. Congratulations to the other writers and thank you, Dear Son, for holding this contest.
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Great rhyme and flow...Cute and wonderful use of the prompt!
Lynda
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nice composition and good rhyme scheme, possibly could have explored the depth of frustration at not being able to speak the right words a little more, a fine effort though.
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I think you captured it so well, such a good take on the prompt. Best of luck.
♥
whisper
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Opps
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I love the poem and rhyme scheme supports that "tongue-tied" feeling. What a clever combination... and what a great write. Bravo, Sherry... well done.
Ken -
A wonderful poem you have penned here my friend.I guess we all at some time, have been tongue-tied, I know I have
I wish you all the best in the contest.
Blessings of love and happiness I send to you.
~Angel-Anne~
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Poet
A grand write filled with warm emotion. Outstanding and she just may hear you. Lovely write.
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Mom I know the feeling of being tongue tied lol I get that way alot it seems. What a thought provoking write good luck in the contest. love you
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