Silent Echoes

Silent Echoes

A Poem by Fran Marie

do words still make sound
when they fall in a forrest
with deaf ears around

© 2020 Fran Marie


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Suppose they do... So many in life deaf to what's said they need to hear

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

  Fran Marie

4 Years Ago

Thanks Tom
I so appreciate
your kind review;
Maybe. I do hug the trees and I talk to them. I hope nature is listening. Hello dear Fran and thank you for sharing the amazing words and thoughts.
Coyote

Posted 4 Years Ago


  Fran Marie

4 Years Ago

thanks John
so vey much
for your kind
review I so appreciate;
Coyote Poetry

4 Years Ago

You are welcome dear Fran.
yes they do:) they permeate even the deafest of ears the impressions expressed are still burned into the ears of witness dear Fran

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

  Fran Marie

4 Years Ago

Thanks Robert..you
are a true artist of
words and music. of
course the sound is.. read more
Good question. If we choose to ignore the sound does it exist.
And sadly, it seems we are too often willfully blind and deaf when it comes to certain things.

Posted 4 Years Ago


  Fran Marie

4 Years Ago

true..its always
our choice Whether
we want to hear it
selected hearing
.. read more
i am afraid that society is living in that forest right now...and i fear are words are mute.
beautifully expressed, Fran Marie,
j.

Posted 4 Years Ago


  Fran Marie

4 Years Ago

thanks Jacob
that's certainly
one way to look
at it..i see what
you me.. read more

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Added on August 1, 2020
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  Fran Marie
Fran Marie

Paris, KY



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