Sshhh…
I am confessing.
I am louder when
my mouth is locked,
when my tongue
is still and numb—
a willing prisoner
inside the jail of
sharp, tough teeth
guarded by a pair
of soft, stubborn lips
firm to never let
a single word escape.
Ssshhh…
I am confessing.
My throat and
vocal chord are as
parched as Sahara
in blazing September,
yet I need not
any monsoon rain.
This pen will carry
the voice unheard and hiding.
Never will it dry even when
no one’s listening.
Ssshhh…
I am confessing.
Read. Don’t listen.
—
A Reading Writer 
I love love love this, Rosema 🙂 xx
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Thank you, Cyranny!!
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Most welcome 🙂
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😊😊😊
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I love your silent confession that comes out in ink. The mind unravels as we write sharing things we might not be bold enough to voice. I believe confession is much deeper when unspoken that when we talk on and say very little Thank you for sharing.
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I have to agree with you, Roth. Unsaid words weigh more. Thank you!
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Thank you. You can call me Dwight. I enjoyed your poem.
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Nice to “meet” you, Dwight! Thank you for your musing prompt!
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You are welcome. Good to meet you as well.
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😊😊😊
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‘Read, Don’t listen’
Beautifully ended. I loved your piece of work! God Bless.
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Aww. Thank you! God bless you, too!
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Good point about reading in silence. I liked this description: “I am louder when
my mouth is locked”
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Aha. That is my favorite line, too, Frank! I think it is always true with writers, eh? 🙂
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A beautiful write Rosema, I especially love ‘This pen will carry the voice unheard and hiding. Never will it dry even when no one’s listening’ xxx
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I think you can get so much more by reading sometimes… maybe it’s the patience required that change everything
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I agree. It is different experience. 🙂
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I love this one: This pen will carry
the voice unheard and hiding.
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Ah thank you, Grace!
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Dearieeeee! Again, I missed us here in blogosphere. You, Jade and I. ❤ Happy to be reading your pieces. And this one is just divine. 😀
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Awww. Thank you, dearie!!! Here’s to hoping we’ll both be here again for good!
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You paint a vivid picture that’s very intense and visual and even incorporates sound, and sensation. Keeping your mouth closed tight b/c in writing your speaker confesses, not in words. While your descriptions depict this physical struggle to not speak, at the end you demonstrate freedom in writing, as if these confessions are much easier to release. You are such a talented woman Rosema. Your poetry keeps improving so much, each time I read it. You are a professional quite clearly.
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I love it, Rosema! It’s so beautifully structured.
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Awww. Thank you so much, Diana. I am not sure but I can seem to see your site. 😩 Could you kindly share a link here? Im sorry. 😔
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You’re welcome and that’s unfortunate. 😟Here’s a link:
https://lapetitmuse.wordpress.com/
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You are an incredible poetess in its truest sense. This is what poetry should be all about. I read it five times, and want to read more. Every time I read, a new meaning emerges. There is so so much to read between the lines in this particular piece.
Your poems were never meant to be a hasty read. It is like classical music. They demand the complete attention and dedicated time of the listener/reader. I am happy to be reading and relishing them on this lazy Friday evening. It made me ponder the enormous depths that a human soul has. And it wont be an exaggeration to say that my beloved’s words have made me even ponder upon the very basis of existence. That’s how deep it goes, my love
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This is the highest praise my poem could ever be given. Eternally grateful. Thank you so much!
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