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    Darkkin and KingDerekx - Joint Weekly Poetry Contest (198) Winners

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    Whisper. Murmur. Hush.
    By Darkkin


    Whisper...murmur...hush.
    The voice of a summer breeze.
    A sibilant hush.
    The words of a ghost,
    Escaping icy lips in a tangled rush.
    Whisper...murmur...hush.

    Whisper...murmur...hush.
    Tangled, mangle words.
    A specter’s voice...
    Delivered in a rush,
    Of wind on a clear, cool night.
    Many would give a start...
    Too many would take fight.
    Whisper...murmur...hush.

    Whisper...murmur...hush.
    Can anyone hear me?
    Can anyone see?
    Does anyone know what became of me?
    So speaks the specter...
    In a tangled, broken rush.
    Whisper...murmur...hush.

    Whisper...murmur...hush.
    A voice on the wind.
    A spirit in the air.
    Phantom eyes are watching.
    As a legend steps forward.
    As someone, at long last...
    Listens and heeds.
    Finally seems to care.
    Whisper...murmur...hush.

    Whisper...murmur...hush.
    A voice soft and muted,
    Converses with the westerly.
    Chases after shadows,
    And hunts down lost refrains.
    A voice is heard within the wind.
    So it all begins again...
    Whisper...murmur...hush.

    Whisper...murmur...hush.
    A fell voice upon the air.
    A specter in the wind.
    A hunter of the shadows.
    A finder of refrains.
    A translator of the fallen.
    And one to make things whole again.
    Whisper...murmur...hush.

    Whisper...murmur...hush.
    They are six in number.
    They stand alone.
    Two Guardians, swift and lethal.
    A Thief, stealthy and cunning.
    Two Seekers, knowing and wise.
    A Healer, reforging a broken relic...
    She who will open blind eyes.
    Whisper...murmur...hush.



    The Whisper
    By KingDerekx


    The beauty of you I would sing to the town,
    The angel that's you I would shout underground,
    You're all that I want, All that I need,
    For you I'd risk entering a sorrowful creed,
    I want you to be mine,
    Would you be mine too?
    I would shout it to the world,
    By whispering to you
     
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