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By Anonymous

     It’s strange how voices can sound, sometimes

like the wind in the rustling trees

when you take in a thought

the sounds of people

(who really live in a range of just six degrees)

and absorb the sounds of their telephone calls

sport cheers and ear-piercing screams;

combine them together and then listen close;

it’s a buzz like a thousand caged bees.

And, it’s like

today I knelt in a riverbed

I rolled my jeans up close to my knees

and I screened your words like gold

but came up dry

when I quieted the sounds of the bees

all the muted sounds lived on

in the buildings and airplanes and seas

but I

in my watch with my telescope eyes:

I didn’t come up with a thing



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i love this so much!

on Aug. 26 2010 at 2:13 am
LadyMacbethsMurderer SILVER, Dreieich, Other
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For the really great rhythm and images in this poem, I find your ending is slightly weak.

XxLil


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on Aug. 26 2009 at 2:11 am
Duckie430, Riverside, Rhode Island
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Favorite Quote:
&ldquo;The secret to life is being who you are and being happy with who you are.&rdquo;<br /> &quot;Whatever does not kill you only makes you stronger.&quot;

this is one of the best poems i've read in a long time. it's very unique

on Aug. 26 2009 at 1:23 am
HP_freak_fan BRONZE, Waterloo, Iowa
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Amazing.

on Aug. 25 2009 at 11:29 pm
Hey nice job. I liked it for its uniqueness.

on Aug. 25 2009 at 8:28 pm
ShernayB. DIAMOND, Southfield, Michigan
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Favorite Quote:
&quot;Some things will never change&quot;---Tupac

This is beautiful. I love the flow you have with this. Very good!