Poetry Blog by Jill Ashforth (not listening)
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I walk amongst the trees but who is there to hear?
I whisper and let my voice rustle the leaves until their tremors cease.
Hoarse and weary, not heard, not seen, I wonder if I have ever been.
A Norwegian hillside, a Norwegian wood, I sing your song.
There is much talking but who is there ever to hear?
In life, I roar silently as people pass, unseeing.
Soundless, I mo...
Sunday 3rd April 2016 11:19 pm