Second Spell

Second Spell

A Poem by Alfred Kukitz
"

It it be that we have not dwelled long in silence?

"
When you are ready
I will surrender my sharp
tongue to you.
The muteness does me well
as cousin muse revisits the inkwell.

I write without a word spoken,
I'm just listening to silence,
Second spell
Logic has lost its rapture
and no one seem to know
how long to dwell.


© 2014 Alfred Kukitz


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Donna thanks for visiting, I am not formally educated but I have read many an author.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Uh-hum...Just when I thought I had it, I lost it. I like that it is interesting and will make me think about it for some time. However, I have a difficult time with this particular style poetry. It is an interesting read.

Posted 10 Years Ago


Hoota Hotta Chris! That was a real dandy in analysis. You are such a damn good poet. What about other writing, short story, novels?

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Added on August 16, 2014
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Tags: tongue, inkwell, muse, silence, rapture

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Alfred Kukitz
Alfred Kukitz

Deering, NH



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