RECALL
When the noise dies down
Who will hear the sound of silence? Will irritating honk of horns in a traffic jam intrude on peace?
Hovering over recall,
Like a giant cloud of cotton candy,
Out of reach;
Longing to be bitten into a rainy day,
Of torrents angry enough to flood a city,
Old enough to be dying for restoration?
© gillena cox 2023
Poetics: Creating Visuals and Amber Rose Tamblyn
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ah yes.....is a city every really silent? Would that rain restore the failing buildings, the failing infrastructure. Your poem creates reflection ... wondering ... what ifs.
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"Like a giant cloud of cotton candy. . .", an unattainable want. They never rain. I like your picture, reminds me of downtown Houston, Texas.
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I guess during covid was the most quiet city streets have ever been! Well done, Gillena.
ReplyDeleteYou bring the city to life with your vivid imagery! I love that giant cloud of cotton candy. Thank you so much for adding your voice to the prompt 🥰💖💖
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David, Sanaa, Thanks for your appreciation
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"Out of reach;/ Longing to be bitten into a rainy day," Brilliant!
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Wonderful poem. Love the question of who will hear the silence.
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Silence is something worth seeking out .... and not easy to find.
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Very Amber, Gillena...
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