Seven Whispers

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Seven whispers

For in silhouette hours

Little iron gifts

Listen to the tears

Shriek down the phone

Turn the key

Lie on the ground

Breathe the mist

Drown in the fog

Realize the transgression

Life is too thin

Air is too cheap



Written for Poets United

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11 Responses to Seven Whispers

  1. Jessica says:

    This is a cool poem. The last stanza is interesting. The poem is so heavy and then in the last stanza we’re reminded how fragile it all is.

  2. Susan says:

    Gasp. Your seven whispers resonated with me in the light of decreased space to move and breathe –literally and figuaratively. So vivid, it’s devastating. Transgressions, small and large, make me want to dissolve into a healing balm that might make a difference.

  3. “for in silhouette hours little iron gifts”. Wow, those lines really hit me. As does the constrained breathing in the second stanza. Very powerful writing, Alan.

  4. jae rose says:

    Lying on the floor is a way to catch a hold of the situation…sometimes we must let the whispers settle before we can address them…a powerful piece that certainly resonates

  5. Mary says:

    Oh my, this sounds quite dire…with the shrieking on the phone, drowning in the fog, and some transgression (which makes me very curious – wondering about the backstory).

  6. oldegg says:

    The realization of one’s mistake can be as devastating to you as the one you have hurt. Especially when you realize you have lost something so very precious you find it hard to breathe. Great poem.

  7. Suzy says:

    Got the feeling that this was letting go of frustrations that trap us as if in claustrophobic enclosed spaces.

  8. Panchali says:

    It’s a powerful summation of man’s emotion and what it means to be a person.Lovely…

  9. Snakypoet (Rosemary Nissen-Wade) says:

    The mention of transgressions makes me also think of the seven deadly sins.

  10. PT says:

    I am just speechless, words cant express what I felt. Take A Bow!

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