CACOPHANY
Have you ever felt the longing for the elusive lure of emptiness?
Screaming never stopping
in my head, in my head
Laughing crying laughing at what
everyone has done and what
nobody has said
Constant chaos jabber jabber in all shades of red
Envying the eloquence of thoughts never begun
About the Creator
Sonia Heidi Unruh
I love: my husband and children; all who claim me as family or friend; the first bite of chocolate; the last blue before sunset; solving puzzles; stroking cats; finding myself by writing; losing myself in reading; the Creator who is love.
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well done
You spoke to us from the belly of chaos, we could see her face as we read this poem. We could experience her persuasion, you’re a very talented poet. This was exemplary, well done.
The racey rhythm of this one is perfect. I felt a bit stressed reading it 😁😁😁
Wow. Your words are so powerful and vivid. It's like a painting screaming some manic confused mood! Well done. Loved it ❤️
Manic rhythm in this! And such a resounding final line!
Well-wrought!
Sonia, have you been in my head? lol. This is all too relatable for me sometimes. I often wonder what it would be like if there was just... silence. Very well written, such a great display of wordsmithery here!
This was a great piece of confusion. They would crave the silence for sure.
And not at all easy to quiet.
'Envying the eloquence of thoughts never begun' is an incredible line
Oooo, I especially loved your last line! Brilliant Acrostic!
The title of your poem drew me in like a moth to a flame (cacophony is one of my favorite words). I was not disappointed - your poem is poignantly amazing.
That last line is going to be stuck in my head for a long time...
I like the patterns in your language here. It feels very much like the jabber you’re describing