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    Weekly Poetry Contest (198) - Whispers

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    Weekly
    Poetry Contest
    One Hundred and Ninety Eight




    Weeks come and go, and the poetry contest comes and goes with them.

    The Rules
    • All entries must be on the set theme.
    • Only one entry per member.
    • No editing of entries once posted without my express permission (i.e. PM me and ask).
    • Poems must be titled
    • Entries must not have previously posted on the forums, and are not permitted to be posted for critique until AFTER the contest is completed.
    • Any violation of these rules will result in disqualification of entries, and possibly infraction.


    The entry stage will be open for seven days, closing on Monday 2nd July 2012.

    The voting stage will begin immediately, and will be open for three days, ending on Thursday 5th July 2012.

    And this week's theme is: (courtesy of Britannica) Whispers


    The next (198th) contest's theme will be (courtesy of me): Midsummer, and it will be opened on Monday 2nd July 2012.


    Be imaginative, have fun, and get writing.


    Banzai


    PS: If you have any questions, please feel free to PM me. I don't bite (much).
     
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    Following the footprints in the sand...
    Whisper. Murmur. Hush.

    Whisper. Murmur. Hush.

    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.
     
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    WHISPERS

    Soft whispers of the sea
    Waves lapping at the shore.
    Whispers of a gentle wind
    A breeze across the moor.
    Whispers from a milling crowd
    People rushing through
    The whisper that I long for
    Is the loving one from you.
     
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    Whisper

    In the back of mind it is there
    That little niggling whisper
    Causing to stand on end, my hair.
    What it does, I do not know
    That little niggling whisper
    Like a gentle breeze that does blow.
    But it controls my life
    My every thought.
    That little niggling whisper
    What I do is for nought
    The Whisper? My concience.
     
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    Whispering Wind

    Seemingly see me
    On this bitter day
    In a blustery wind
    Underneath no sun

    You whisper to me
    I can hear you laugh
    I take in the scene
    Of a beachless beach

    A 1920's etiquette
    Lawn chairs blown away
    I relax and just listen
    To you whispering
     
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    The Whisper:

    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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