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THE SILENCE THAT IMPRISONS ME by Joan Penn

Listen, listen. I need you to hear me,
As I seek releasement from the silence
That imprisons me. Shouted or whispered,
I don’t want my words to fall on deaf ears.
I hear myself stuttering, hesitate,
Speak haltingly, unable to express,
Articulate thought, as silence slips from
The tip of my tongue, words remain captive
In mind, kicking and screaming, desperate
To unlock confinement, freely convey
Feeling, need to communicate, and yet,
When words manage to escape, they echo
With profound sense of absence, sound hollow.
Locked in the silence that imprisons me.
Joan Penn Author

Joan Penn is an active member of the Yorkville Writers Circle in NYC, currently meeting online. She also participates in an online poetry workshop with Bill Zavatsky. In the past she has studied extensively with Scott Hightower and Jeanne Marie Beaumont.

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