Debbie Guzzi Poet Free verse

Shhhhhhh

Whispers cloud the judgment of weakened minds
wreaking havoc with the fragile balance of id and ego
humbling the sprout in its new greenery.
 
The winds are made of whispers, fear is their home
and each human husk shivers at the sound of them.
The unknown comes in the whispers of dawn, 
the burgeoning of night, the bloody bath of birth
and the shriveled skin of the corpses we become.

Whispers cloud the rage of temporal reality
beckoning with their softness, tonguing the ear,
licking the neck too soon stretched on mortalities noose.
  
Reference Carrie Richards – A Dream in the Mist – line 9 whispered steps

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Carrie Richards July 17, 2013 at 8:36 AM I'm back again, to say once again, my thanks to you, not only for honoring my older poem with this, but for my placement in the poem inspired by Chris A. I have so many poets to inspire me.....you are at the top of my list! :)

Tim Ryerson June 30, 2013 at 5:37 PM Whew!...One master poet inspired by another! (Not fair, cher) Check out my very latest when you can...I think it might be of some interest to you - Tim

April Gabriella June 30, 2013 at 5:15 PM This is a wonderful write. I love it!

Karen Anglesey June 29, 2013 at 3:35 PM Debbie, Oh my ...simply magnificent tone with haunting verse and image... stunning last line. Superb from the title through the end.

Carrie Richards June 29, 2013 at 2:39 PM I am more than flattered that any poem of mine, would have even one word or line to use as reference...... you are truly one of the gifted poets here...and have inspired me many times over and over to try harder. Thank you always for patience and helping me along the way, Deb. I'm still learning from you.