Wordless Poem by Julia Klimenova

Wordless

Rating: 4.8


Grappling in my head
For the word to say,
When my mind goes blank.
Like a barren desert
No ideas shooting
And the old ones withered.
Not a well with water -
My lips are parched.
Sand, wind, land
Infertile and cursed
With silence.
But then
Does it really matter?
If the desert people
Hear its wordless song,
Can't you hear mine?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Chuck Audette 22 February 2006

Very clever poem, I like the parallel between the poetic flow and water in a desert, and meanings understood in silence. - chuck

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Courtney Elmlinger 12 February 2006

Julia~ I found myself really relating to this poem. So often I feel as though the muse has hold of me...yet somehow I drift back and forth in reason...They say silence can be a positive inward reflection...but sometimes silence frightens me...This poem speaks to me through each line and your voice is so gracefully audible! :) I admire your style, your expression with words :)

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William Jackson 12 February 2006

Precise word choice, haunting meaning. Excellent!

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Gina Onyemaechi 06 February 2006

So rich and imaginative as your words are, Julia, how can I not hear them? How can anyone not? I like your style, Julia.

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Willow Moon Pearce 05 February 2006

I like it very much, you have thoughts like me...............regards..................willow

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Suchoon Mo 11 June 2006

a soundless word a wordless song the desert wind sings in silence Suchoon

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Anna Russell 05 June 2006

Julia, sometimes when I read you I find it so amazing that English isn't your first language. Most native English speakers would give anything to be able to write something like this. Hugs Anna xxx

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Brian Dorn 20 April 2006

Julia, I can certainly relate. Sometimes a thought or idea will come out of nowhere, other times, as much as you search, you end up with nothing. Good write! Brian

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Sandra Fowler 14 April 2006

When the song is freely offered, someone will hear its silent message. Warm regards, Sandra

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Dana Tyrrell 26 March 2006

i love this poem and i can truly identify with it....its like writer's block...personified warm regards -Dana

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Julia Klimenova

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