Visitors are we, to this loud, crowded place
Offering our words at its dirty altar
Coaxing meaning from the mayhem
Assigning phonemes to their patient parts
Language lifts the stranger's veil
About the Creator
D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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Comments (8)
I like it DJ, and especially how "altar" early on connects back to "Language lifts the stranger's veil". A richly descriptive scene of this writing platform we frequent haha
Congratulations! Well done. I especially like: “ Assigning phonemes to their patient parts”
Sublime acrostic, sir! and that last line is masterful!
This is a great entry. I particularly like the last line. Well done.
Hey D.J. Last line is my favourite! 🙂
Stunning work, D.J.! Strong sensory imagery with such a thought-provoking message at its heart! As with so many of your short pieces each line is its own masterpiece and does the lifting of many lines!
Not me thinking something dirty for your last line, lol. Loved your poem!
Yes. Sometimes it would be better not to lift that veil, I think.