At DVerse, for quadrille Monday, we are drumming! I have many positive associations with drums and drumming, so this was fun, but still difficult to write one that I wanted to share. Tell me what you think about this. 🙂
Words are pounding in my mind,
They can’t sneak out of this skull,
But need a pen as a conduit:
My heart speaks nervousness
As it drums against the lungs
Like bongos :
I need to let
The words go
They’ve been muted too much.
They can’t sneak out of this skull,
But need a pen as a conduit:
Very nicely done!
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This is beautifully emotive, Jenna! 💝
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I like the heart drumming against the lungs to get the words out.
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Now I’m thinking of pens as drum sticks!
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love the idea of pens as conduits
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I feel the build of pressure, the urgency of release.
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I like the interesting visual you create with the heart beating against lungs like a bongo and the phrase…”My heart speaks nervousness”.
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pen as conduit to get the messages out of your skull is a great way of putting it
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Being mute es exhausting.
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They require an escape and are quite relentless until they find it. Fine depiction of the body as an obstacle
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Those words need to be set free.
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Sometimes fear keeps us from speaking up…but eventually it must come out. (K)
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This is excellent! I love that first stanza.
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