Andy Brookes

Gold Star - 33,983 Points (11 May 1954 / Macclesfield)

Lost For Words - Poem by Andy Brookes

she smiled her conundrum smile.
why waste words on paper?

inky reasons for living,
I thought.

stifling stuttering sentences,
I'm sentenced to silence.

my tongue's tied,
not honeyed tongue,
which you possess
as you possess me,
my dominant factor.

I am dispossessed of words
for non come,
jaw locked,
unable to spit naught but teeth.

my head makes pretty speeches,
distraining verbalisation.
so the air is entombed in my lungs
speech, a necessary article,

you laugh showing feral teeth,
askance cats eyes
I a mouse for your muse.

in my head I live
symphonies of words
rhapsodies of lays.

but fear strikes me dumb.
others mouth my words
I a ventriloquist dummy sit

a silent tear runs its course,
a metaphor for my frustration.

silence ensues.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 10, 2015

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