My SECOND attempt at this poetry style,
have NO IDEA it's meaning, was listening
to Pink Floyd's Brain Damage/Eclipse.


How Quaint The Noise Of Quiet(Pantoum Challenge)

Oh, how quaint the noise of quiet
Echoing silence of voices in my head
breaking the tedious stress of melancholy
Drowning waves of crushed white noise.

Echoing silence; of voices in my head,
Stresses cowering like beaten dog in a kennel,
Drowning waves, of crushed, white noise,
How nice, would be, a break with Relaxation.

Stresses, COWERING, like beaten dog in a kennel
Howling quiet sobs at it's woeful misfortune
How nice would be a break with Relaxation
Oh how quaint the noise of quiet.


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Written on 2012-01-27 at 11:06

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night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
Bookmarked! This poem could become an abstract or surreal painting:)You could give it to a painter(if you know someone)or paint it yourself(if you can)Do you paint? Is it obvious yet? I think I missed your poetry:)

Mood: 5

Hans Bump
One of my favorites of yours. Bookmarked it.
This is an organic poem. Nothing artificial about it.
You mentioned you don't know what it means but the meaning is not in the knowing.
It obviously comes from your gut, your senses.
But to convey it in a predetermined format is challenging.
Great job----Thanks

Language: 4
Format: 5
Overall: 5
Mood: 5