carried away
i now cannot say that this
is not what i cannot say
i keep quiet
carefully
counting out
the contrast
of continuous quietness.
— Zumwalt (06/1991)
carried away
i now cannot say that this
is not what i cannot say
i keep quiet
carefully
counting out
the contrast
of continuous quietness.
— Zumwalt (06/1991)
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-- Zumwalt
Comments on: "carried away" (9)
SSSSSSSH! someone will hear!!
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The alliteration in your poem is amazing! I haven’t seen it very often in poems that I’ve read. I’ve been doing some reading through you’re blog and I want to nominate you for the Versatile Blogger Award. =).
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“…counting out the contrast of continuous quietness.” Nice last lines!
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Excellent alliteration! I love theses lines “counting out the contrast of continuous quietness.” Beautifully written 🙂
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willowdot21, poetofmidnight, Betty and Poetry & Icecream,
Thanks so much for reading and commenting.
it seems appropriate: the hard consonants and the struggle “i now cannot say that this
is not what i cannot say” with the assumption of being quiet
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woooowwww!!! excellent rendition.. i absolutely love love love it.. 😀
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abchica,
Thanks very much for reading and commenting!
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Love the repeating C’s. Excellently deployed.
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skyraftwanderer,
Thanks for reading this and older posts and for your comments!
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