Emmett

He spoke in vibration, low-lying evenness..his engining chest.

I eared his cage, rumbling in slow time.

Yawned with affection, he mumbled stories of humdrum 

"a growl, a groan, a buzzing breath"

swept by toneless tales, I rainbowed.

 

I call every yellow moon

to hear his voice.

He feels seldom;

roboted replies.

Missed.

Reviews

[Island Hippy]

Aloha Abby, this is poetry candy :) great bending of words creating kolohe (insane) good lines. Like the reviewer below I loved how your verb-erated rainbow :) Mahalo for this gem. Izzy

[JT Godin]

Nice choice of words. The sound imagery in the first stanza 'resonates' with me, as does the verbing of rainbow.

[Abby]

haha.. thank you!