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The Wind’s Words: roundel
Who can say what words the wind has spoken, when cast out in the night, it has its say? Its speech slips out in whispers, clipped and broken. Who can say what language that it speaks, to curse, or pray; … Continue reading
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Tagged #BookofForms, conversation, English verse forms, morning, poetic forms, quiet, roundel, sound, whispers, wind
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Shut Your Mouth
Shut your mouth; got to be careful, and nobody wants to hear what you might say. We’re going south, so mind your p’s and q’s and don’t disturb the natives as they play. Just keep your distance. If you don’t … Continue reading
The Conversationalists
There is small comfort in that fragile peace that rests uneasy when we sit and talk around the countless things both needing said and those much better left unshared. Between the spider and the web of lies that catches us … Continue reading
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Tagged conversation, innuendo, interaction, relationship, silence, speech
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Response to the next table over
I think I feel my stomach turn to hear you from our seats; but I cannot turn off my ears to block your hurtful speech. I wonder, have you any clue just how much I despise that vacuous, self-serving look … Continue reading
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Tagged bigotry, conversation, NaPoWriMo, public decency, tolerance, un-love
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A lover’s question: a débat
He says, “I cannot find the words.” She says, “Well, you just did; and furthermore, it’s very clear what’s been done and been hid. There is no sense in acting like you’d sooner up and die; it is not poison, … Continue reading
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Tagged conversation, daily poems, débat, debate, dialog, love, poetic forms, relationships
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Time Enough: a byr a thoddaid
What there is left to say, I have said; let’s leave off talking, and try instead another way to listen and be heard
that words don’t understand. Wait a moment: let some silent thing bring with it, for a while, another point of view to our chat; surely, we have time enough for that. Continue reading
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Tagged byr a thoddaid, conversation, poetic forms, silence, time, Welsh verse forms
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