I wrote this poem today, in response to Sammi Cox’s Weekend Writing Prompt Number 261, ‘Outcry’ in 65 words. Here’s the link to the prompt post: https://sammiscribbles.wordpress.com/2022/05/28/weekend-writing-prompt-261-outcry/
Heard
The loudest outcry hardly ever breaks
a wall of tense, communal silence,
such a sacred shrine of misconception.
This contagious swell,
this ancient greed of sound
cancels out
all weakened echoes
of who you could become.
A whisper,
a shame,
not the same.
Please,
leave gaps
in your concrete facades,
just in case your softest voice
needs to cause tremors
and bring your world down.
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Maybe it’s the communal silence that is slowly destroying us? Have we lost the ability to communicate and compromise (and love) our neighbors? A thought-provoking poem with a beautiful suggestion at the end.
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Thanks so much for reading and commenting, Michael. Much appreciated.
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Your softest voice causes tremors whether it needs to, or not!
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‘communal silence’ – a difficult thing to fight indeed. Love your message here, Britta.
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Thank you so much, Marion. Much appreciated.
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Lovely poem, Britta. As I read the last few lines, the Leonard Cohen song, “Anthem” came to mind, particularly the stanza lines,
‘Ring the bells that still can ring
Forget your perfect offering
There is a crack, a crack in everything
That’s how the light gets in’
Well done.
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Thank you so much for reading and commenting, Bill. I love that Leonard Cohen song, especially those lines, ‘there’s a crack, a crack in everything, that’s how the light gets in’.
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…leave gaps in your concrete facades, wise words indeed. Well done, Britta.
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Thanks, Keith. Much appreciated.
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