Sometimes,
truth speaks within the breast;
as if whispered breath
or roaring beast
rolled voice
off chasm walls.
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this is excellently done ... echo ... the first two lines give a bit of wisdom, that we feel what may not be found through the customary sensations and at third line these become whispers and there is the howl of truth rolling away against stone and gaining power and depth and volume of this truth ... this can be a poem of intense pain, revelation or happiness ... this is beautiful work, my friend.
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hm.
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Reverberation
from whisper
to roar---
a welcome white stone echo.
M-C
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Deep stuff within these walls, Scribe. Glad to see ya postin', my Friend. Keep it up, you. 
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Now this is some echo C (I got to ask...the James Brown?? Can you sing or just bust a move
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Two things to listen to in life...the heart and the gut. I like how you contrasted whisper and roar because sometimes the truth reveals itself soft and warm or cold and hard.
Lots packed in so few words.
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So that's what all that roaring in my chest was about! I should have listened. I think I was waiting for truth's "whisper" instead. I liked how you described the chest as "chasm walls".
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most often it's where it comes from first...
nice one James.
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Thankk you very much! Good Gawd!
Cool costume. You a gangsta? -
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Yeah. A gangsta witch. Look at her hat, Scribe. Let alone the pale makeup.
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Well expressed! Great word choices that convey a lot in a few words! Skilled write!
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I like that you started off with sometimes.
it... echoes in my mind.....
nice short piece mr.brown
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yeah, the heart speaks loudest even if mind and logic aren't always up to speed. that's what this poem represents to me anyway.
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something eerie and almost haunting about this. chasm-great word.
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