Listening
20 December 2015
Eye
Blinked hard
Gathering
The Momentum
It would take a lot of blinking to speak
Throat
Parched hoarse
Quivering
Its caverns deep
The voice muffled by distance emerged slight
Ears
Pricked up
Listening
The heart flowed quick
Within the blink of an eye it emptied
This poem follows the Tetractys form 1, 2, 3, 4, 10 syllables
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