Amputated Moon

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Apr 26

Word

Category: My Poetry

 

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what word was whispered into my ear

just before the last push

that sent me sliding into the world

 

did it’s shadow linger

within the amniotic fluid

in a resonant harmony

 

did the word spin its way

through the fine shining hairs

of the cochlea

 

becoming more sure

with each spiral

tighter and stronger

 

until it shouted

past the auditory nerve

and into my brain

 

what word is it that still whispers

deep within my being

singing along all the synapses

 

I know this word

but my tongue cannot

utter it

 

I know this word

deep within the beating of my heart

the push and release of my lungs

 

I cannot say it

it remains in me

it remains of me

 

perhaps it will sing

from my lips

when that last breath is exhaled

 

if it does, will you listen

 

 

Pamela Olson, 4/26/09

 

For One Single Impression’s prompt

“Word”

 

For Read Write Poem’s prompt,

“let’s get metaphysical”

18 comments

18 Comments so far

  1. SandyCarlson April 26th, 2009 7:10 am

    May the first be the last; may we have an audience. The sense of connection and disconnection you create in this is exquisite.

  2. kitehorse ?? April 26th, 2009 7:12 am

    Go!

  3. Neverending story April 26th, 2009 7:45 am

    I enjoyed journeying together with the word, I have a similar word which often brings me to my knees in speechless wonder.

  4. qualcosa di bello April 26th, 2009 9:28 am

    yes!!…there is something so very beautiful just beyond

  5. lissa April 26th, 2009 10:11 am

    as always it’s beautiful and full of thought provoking images, reminds me of how easy it is to let our beginnings slip away but perhaps it will come back to us

  6. Anthony North April 26th, 2009 10:13 am

    Deep and heartfelt. Loved this.

  7. Liz at Yips and Howls April 26th, 2009 12:14 pm

    I love the focus on the ear, especially how you describe it. The word “spiral” evokes so much mystery and resonates with all the other riches here.

  8. Erin April 26th, 2009 2:17 pm

    So beautiful. I love the idea of the word being there from the beginning…

  9. Tammie April 26th, 2009 3:01 pm

    Your poem gained momentum in a wonderful way. Such a fantastic tale. Yes, I will listen.

  10. carole (watermaid) April 26th, 2009 3:31 pm

    This is mesmerising. I read it earlier but wanted to let it sink in before commenting. You evoke a strong feeling of connection/continuity with life before birth. At the end you there is a feeling of closure with the possibility that the word will ’sing’ when the last breath is drawn. You maintain mystery by not saying what the word is.

  11. wayne April 26th, 2009 4:44 pm

    OMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM…….nice

  12. Phil Thrift April 27th, 2009 12:09 am

    Reminded me of the title of a story “I have no mouth, and I could scream” (Harlen Ellison, 1967). What “word”, indeed, will it be?

  13. Tumblewords April 27th, 2009 11:57 am

    Terrific. I love the circle made by the question that rides from start to finish. A powerfully profound piece!

  14. Beth Patterson April 27th, 2009 11:10 pm

    Maybe it’s your true name, the one that sang you into existence?

    Beautiful.
    Yes, there will be a heart that will truly listen. Maybe, if you’re one of the fortunate few, there will be more than one.

  15. Nathalie (Spacedlaw) April 28th, 2009 2:22 am

    That is truly wonderful!

  16. Rick April 29th, 2009 12:21 pm

    Ordet

  17. Pam April 29th, 2009 12:34 pm

    I love all these word suggestions! I am surprised no one has said “Rosebud” yet.

  18. Quietpaths May 1st, 2009 1:49 pm

    Always

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