practising the art of saying nothing..
retrieving the bits from the bin
and filing them newly formed
in the folder "Unsaid"
rejecting the corrections offered
by less than silent suggestion..
and piecing together the refuse
of a false conclusion
for a finale unheard..
an encore yet to be requested.
I suppose they will if you really want them to.
You have a definite feel for concise poems. Wonderfully open to interpretation, planting little bombs in the mind. This first verse is one of those where I think 'I wish I'd written that'.
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elPintor
Fri 13th May 2016 00:57
Laura..
I rather like that idea. I mean, like wiring up a series of logic bombs. That could be a very effective (maybe completely ineffective, depending on the reader) device.
David..
I had to laugh as I pictured the words disappearing..I suppose it is a sort of paradox or a logic that loops back in upon itself.
I am grateful to the both of you for reading and commenting. Thanks again,
elP