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Voices Creeping
"I'm coming, I'm coming, for my head is bending low; I hear those gentle voices calling . . . " Quote, Stephen Collins Foster, 1826-1864 ____________________________ In the hush of night voices come creeping, they shush and lull me with a silent kiss; my dream breathes in the quiet of sleeping. Voices unchain pain 'till I am weeping, silent, I fall in a deep, dark abyss; in the hush of night voices come creeping. I want to speak, to talk at this meeting, to tell my unvoiced love to swirling mist; my dream breathes in the quiet of sleeping. Into my soul the voices come seeping, I am wandering and do not resist; in the hush of night voices come creeping. Wordless as a stone I stand still waiting, and voices soundless make me reminisce; my dream breathes in the quiet of sleeping. I recall each name engraved in writing, each sweet beloved name on that cold stone list; in the hush of night voices come creeping, my dream breathes in the quiet of sleeping. ________________________ December 3, 2018 Poetry/Villanelle/Voices Creeping Copyright Protected, ID 18-1091-675-01 All Rights Reserved. Written under Pseudonym. Written for the contest, Voices . . . sponsor, Silent One First Place
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