The Sound Of LonesomeA Poem by David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Giving voice to emotion…To you… If loneliness had a sound What would that sound be Could it be the sound of sadness Or something heard Quite differently …To you… Twould it be the sigh of wind ‘Pon the windowpanes The hiss of sleet upon the glass Would it be the low grumble Of distant thunder from storms That never seem to pass …To you… Could well be The sound of a car door closing’ Shuffle of footsteps fading away The whispered words… That go unheard…“Don’t leave me now, Please stay!” …To you… Could it be that silent plea That screams from silent face Or the haunting moans Of bagpipe drones That intone …‘Amazing Grace… …To you… So many are the sounds Of lonesome One knows not where To start But to me you see T’will e’er be The sound of …A broken heart… © 2015 David O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Author's Note
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1 Review Added on October 5, 2015 Last Updated on October 5, 2015 AuthorDavid O Whalen (O Haolin in Celtic)Las Vegas, NVAboutBorn in Kentucky, teen years in Loveland Ohio, old in age, young in mind, I'm not human, I don't believe in religion, love. faith or trust, I do believe in: lil' kids, ol' dogs, leprechauns, and water.. more..Writing
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