The quiet screams at me
it echoes and surrounds
emptiness within these walls
nothing stirs but I
Images and imagination running rampant
searcing for a place to land and take seed
but there is only one that breathes
with a fertile mind
to plant a seed
How long must this go on?
before the rest of me
is gone
how long,how long
Comments
Quiet screams...
In spending a lot of time in my room
and socially distancing from my friends and family
I feel much the same. The brief respite I had
at my sister's little brother-sisters gathering recently
did wonders for me and my wife. I was particularly
struck by the use of [I] instead of [me] in your first
stanza. It emphasized the aloneness and made it better understood.
I was interested in the next stanza and what it said about the
fertile mind and planting a seed. Is it the one person that has
been particpating in the workshop?
[A gentle reminder to those that
joined, but so far, have not participated].
~ Gee.
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teddy
tk you I see what you mean with that one line good call
Froggy bottom pond...
I would use the word [gulping] instead of swatting
Swatting makes it sound more like he is using a fly-swatter.
River banks don't amble; how about [on]?
~Geez.
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Alan
thank you for the smile
jerry
home now all went well only have the use of one hand for now