I know no right or wrong,
I see no black or white,
What is dark and light, asks the quivering existing soul?
Charred tempestuous colour of experience coats it,
Embellishments carry no weight or value,
Soundless soul chants dulcet dribbles of astuteness,
Beseeching from lessons learnt,
The soul carries no judgement, it is no judge,
Emotions cradled in hands of mere mortals,
Like leaves swaying to poetic tunes.
67 words
Acknowledgements :- Thank you Laura Bloomsbury for hosting Poetics at dVerse. The challenge :-
Write a Sound Poem which includes AT LEAST ONE from EACH of the FIVE HEARING CATEGORY SELECTIONS below: (reference the hearing words you chose in your post). The ones in italics are the ones included in my poem
- bellow; clink; drone; jingle; quiver;
- clamour; dissonant; rip-roaring; tempestuous; vociferous;
- dulcet; honeyed; poetic; sonorous; tonal;
- blabber; cackle; dribble; gurgle; seethe;
- beseech; chant; drawl; embellish; intone.
For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.
Good work
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I love this, Aishwarya.
❤
David
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Great poem.
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you increased the sounds with some of that very nice alliteration
“Soundless soul chants dulcet dribbles”
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No right or wrong… e x a c t l y! and only Charred tempestuous colour of experience coats it….E X A C T L Y with capital letters!
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Lovely work, Aishwarya!
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Love it-.. such a wonderful way of using the sounds…
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That last line- wraps it up beautifully.
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Thanks a lot. Glad you enjoyed. 🙂
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Love those ‘leaves swaying to poetic tunes,’ Aishwara!
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Thank you very much, Ingrid. 🙂
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I love this! Beautiful use of alliteration in “Soundless soul chants dulcet dribbles of astuteness.” 💝💝
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Thank you very much. 🙂
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