Voices

A thank you to all of the wonderful voices I have learned from here. I found a burned book in front of my house & saved it. I realized that they may burn the books but the words never go:)

__Voices__

 

Whispers speaking affecting lines 

Lifting falling drifting calling

Bitter sweet crave pectin I dine

Churning yearning burning learning

River beam wave reflection wine

Thinking shining linking binding

  Quiver gleaning connections twine

 Behold embrace beheld your grace

Reviews

[barleygirl]

Sometimes I try to urge a newer writer to use more sparkling verbs for a dynamic pop . . . this poem of yours could be the poster child for that advice. I love the lines where you use a series of verbs & other words with similar or coordinating sounds. I love how you incorporate your daily discoveries into your poems . . . that burned book is very mystifying! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Robert Trakofler (Bad Bunny)]

I wish some day to express the true depths of my feelings in words but the talent still escapes me I dance around it I almost touch it but I never seem to capture it! But when I say I am grateful for all of the poetry in this site and all of the wonderful souls I have met in here the words can’t catch it!

[barleygirl]

About half the time, I feel as if I have not fully embraced what it is I'm trying to write about. Somehow I just can't dive in with abandon as some writers do. There's part of me that goes: "OK you've said enuf, now just shut up!" I long to delve more deeply & it's a process that's been taking me years so far . . . *smile*

[Silente-Write]

A burnt book is food for fools...
But it loox really kool...

You have a tendency to be abrupt in your style, I am seeing...
Whereas I would try to continue syllable flow without the jarring up or down of such extreme mouth-shapes when pairing lines...

I am coming to appreciate the way you shake things up...
Gives a real cutting-edge-vibrancy and POP to what you write...

You show-off your massive knowledge of how words SOUND, more so than how they just look...
This is a talent, a gift, and a well-honed skill...
Cheers

[Fran Marie]

A lovey piece.so beautifuLily penned..words do live on seared in our memory ..and you use them well..nice work

[Robert Trakofler (Bad Bunny)]

Thanks Fran:)

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

Those words are used extraordinarily and that makes the poem so phenomenal. The rhyme, the line and the alliteration are so well crafted.

This is really wonderful!

[Robert Trakofler (Bad Bunny)]

wow thanks Kay:) it is a lovely feeling when you can touch someone from words!

[Kay Salisu Titilola]

It's my pleasure, Robert.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Those kind of people will never realize that the swing of thought and power comes from the power of motivation and persuasion and not destruction.
There are books I will not buy or read. I exercise my convictions in making this choice. I may air my views to persuade others, I do not destroy those books to make that choice for others.

[Robert Trakofler (Bad Bunny)]

The book was I Am Malala A very strange choice to burn... must have issues with the rights of women? Which makes it doubly upsetting to me.

[Cherrie Palmer]

Book burns are fools, people with no words of their own.

[Dr. YumnaKay]

I love that this piece has a certain sing-song quality to it while I read (at least in my mind). This is a lovely dedication too, to the cafe members who are indeed an inspiration to many like me. And that burned book just made my heart clench, I'm glad you saved it!
I love your first line here the most. Nicely penned.

[Robert Trakofler (Bad Bunny)]

Hello yum:) thanks for your visit! you can imagine my surprise finding that in front of my house one morning a part of me was of course disgusted and another was wow this person really went out of there way to do this?! what did the bunny do....

[Mrudula Rani]

Voice of your words own spiritual energy, they whisper affecting lines., lifting vision to heavens and connecting, binding compassions in glorious emotions. Your ever astute disposition fascinates me, dear Robert.

[Robert Trakofler (Bad Bunny)]

That feeling is very much reciprocated Mrudula:)

[Shandra Sun]

I wonder the stories a burned book is carrying, left behind to excite the curiosuty of someone like you. The words, those fascinating little packages of coded messages, telling us more than the messsages in itself. I read your poems as the raw material for an elaborated tale, which refuses to explain itself, but just let me guess all the possible meanings. It makes me free to choose. And it makes me playful. Many thanks.

[Robert Trakofler (Bad Bunny)]

awesome that is my exact hope in write

[gram linski]

Go, Bunny, loved the story and the poem the way you use language is a wonderful thing, they can burn the books but not the thoughts sharp precise dialogue, I can hear it shouted or whispered at some smoky open mic night,

[Robert Trakofler (Bad Bunny)]

Thanks Gram still not sure what I'm gonna do with the book but I will incorporate it into something at my store eventually

[h d e rushin]

the scientist have concluded that ants can understand the voices of other ants in their own nests. A tender side of a species that is both ruthless and unsparing. Yet, we haven't learned s**t from the ants about engaging or nation building. But I digress:

the last line makes this a love poem. And perhaps even the first line denotes the usable fuel of love since, like ants, we have to learn how to use it. great poem....dana

[Robert Trakofler (Bad Bunny)]

love it is Dana... most certainly, every time i read and absorb the works of another author it is just that I think.. Did you ever see those sculptures they make out of ant nests where they pour liquid metal into the top of the nest and the metal fills all of the crevices and the let it cool and pull out the hardened impression. They are beautiful and a kind of a testament to the ingenuity of the collective conscious of the colony kind of like a great poem:)

[Neville Pettitt]

Badly burnt & blistered books become bloomin art in Bad Bunny's hands.. Believe me...

I hear ya loud and clear brother, because.. do you know what.. you say it so bloomin well sometimes, it hurts and other times, I just wanna dance :)

Neville

[Robert Trakofler (Bad Bunny)]

thank you Nev (I like this review more than I like my poem now:)

[Neville Pettitt]

get outa here....my very sincere pleasure sir :)