Friday, April 9, 2021

VOICE: A Poem

 

VOICE

by Rose Lefebvre ©

 

I stand alone on the precipice

viewing the infinite panorama

displayed before me.

My beseeching words echo

across the canyon span,

unheard by anyone.

Defeated, they diminish,

dropping into the chasm,

syllabic rain falling unseen.

Overlooking this massive expanse

I experience a sense of freedom

and my heart releases

a vow:

“I will be heard.”

11 comments:

  1. Powerful, Rose. It expresses a universal feeling with which many of us can relate.

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  2. Lovely! And great last line.

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  3. Thank you Rose. Randy

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  4. Wow! I’m impressed! Such a strong emotion for a short poem.
    You are so talented Rose❤️
    Betsy

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  5. Beautiful Rose. I hope you are saving all these beautiful poems and will have them published in a book someday. Have a great weekend.
    xoxo

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  6. Beautiful, Rose. Wonderful. Alice

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  7. Keep putting your voice out there, Rose!

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  8. Nice Rose! We women have a problem being heard, don’t we? The women athletes are finally starting to speak up…Go Rose! Helen

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  9. a beautiful poem Rose. So thought provoking. Thank you for sharing with us. Take care and stay safe and enjoy your weekend.

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