all my voices
shaken
slipping, foregone
or undreamed
howl then
crow them
(now)
soul-shout
Oh, Day 20. Prompt from NaPoWriMo, kennings. Prompt from Poetic Asides, what goes unsaid.
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all my voices
shaken
slipping, foregone
or undreamed
howl then
crow them
(now)
soul-shout
Oh, Day 20. Prompt from NaPoWriMo, kennings. Prompt from Poetic Asides, what goes unsaid.
This! This gave me shivers. Great to read first thing in the morning. I especially love the rhyme in “howl then / crow them” and the idea of a soul-shout. Wonderful!
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This was so encouraging, because once again I felt soooo stuck. And this is nowhere near my first attempts at anything for the day. At that moment of despair, things broke open, just a bit.
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Wow. It reads as though it just flowed!
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Really feel this one in the bones. Excellent. (K)
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Thank you. I feel it is a bit raw, in more than one way.
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Love the “soul shout!” 🙂
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Yes! Kind of like a YAWP but maybe just a little quieter?
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Yeah–with maybe a bit of leap. 🙂
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I agree. This has a great rhythm and pace. My favorite was the image of the voice ‘slipping’.
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