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Solitude
(A Pantoum)
by Nancy Ness

I dwell amidst my Solitude,
No longer clamor 'bout my ears.
These walls with clangor once imbued,
All resonance pealed back some years.

No stentor left about my ears,
Now hear what's left, I venture on.
I'll hearken here ensuing years
And cherish sounds from those bygone.

My wistful journey ventures on
As solitude peers back at me.
No clamor from those years bygone.
And through the silence now I see

My solitude enlightens me
With sounds unheard those years along.
A muted silence helps me see
How beautiful the warbler's song.

Those sweet tunes unheard years along,
The breath of wind upon the panes ~
I revel in the warbler's song
And pattering of roof-top rains.

The wind breathes gently on the panes.
These walls indeed remain imbued.
The roof-top patters with the rains ~
My hearkening fills solitude.

A simile is as easy as pie, but a metaphor is a piece of cake!
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A simile is as easy as pie, but a metaphor is a piece of cake! Poetry From the Generations - Nan's Morsels

A simile is as easy as pie, but a metaphor is a piece of cake!
Poetry From the Generations - Nan's Morsels