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Jan 30, 2023
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This poem is part of the contest:
Neopoem Of The Week January 29th to February 4th 2023 Winner
Little Noises
There are sounds we never hear
Like spiders walking across a mirror
Or ants moving tons of sand
And bees that on flowers land
A million sounds that are so near
Yet never reach the human ear!
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Rula
2 years 4 months ago
Hello Clentin
I wonder if this is a repost. I'm sure I commented on it.
Love the theme and how simple it reads yet so deep and well excuted.
Best wishes.
Clentin
2 years 4 months ago
I wanted to see if additional
I wanted to see if additional comments were needed or should I expand, keep the same open or change anything from current presentation
Rula
2 years 4 months ago
I find nothing
needed to add. See what others have to say
Clentin
2 years 4 months ago
Thank you
Thank you
Alex Tanner
2 years 4 months ago
Little Noises.
Simple, easy to read, as poetry should be. I liked it a lot. Alex
Clentin
2 years 4 months ago
Thank you I appreciate your
Thank you I appreciate your comments
Jackweb
2 years 4 months ago
Really liked
The several imageries scattered in the poem. It left you wondering and thinking... This drives ones mind to picture many things in one spot. A profound brevity.
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Rula
2 years 4 months ago
Congratulations!
Such a deserved win.
Good job!
Clentin
2 years 4 months ago
Thankyou.
Thankyou.
When I wrote is I was thinking about trees falling in the woods, we don’t see or hear them but they still make noise when they fall?
Good comments
Thank you
Clentin
2 years 4 months ago
Thankyou.
Thankyou.
When I wrote is I was thinking about trees falling in the woods, we don’t see or hear them but they still make noise when they fall?
Good comments
Thank you
Candlewitch
2 years 4 months ago
hello Clentin,
I read your poem, I liked it very much as none of your rhymes felt forced. I thought about things that go bump in the night!
* hugs, Cat
*ever, eddy styx