It is a delight to see writers finding their voice and then publishing that one, wild and beautiful voice. The free verse that follows is dedicated to those just finding their voice and publishing now.
Finding your Voice
Our first sounds,
Those goos and gaas,
Enthral our dear ones
As they begin
The journey with us
Into the labyrinth of language.
In time
The tone,
the timbre,
and tenor,
of our own voice
will form
uniquely in each of us.
People will recognise us
By the sound
Of our one unique voice.
Writers
Seek to draw from the stream
Of their voice
Beneath their voice.
To dig and draw deeply
Into the well of themselves
Finding the expression
That is their source
Of refreshing our language.
They find a voice
That may be spoken
But,
As if
Opening an inner ear,
They resonate
In recesses,
Fathoms,
Into our hearts, minds and souls.
And,
As we listen,
We are enthralled
Like those parents of little ones
As the sound
Of another voice
Drums on our inner ear
And we stop
And savour
Its tremoring vibration
Feeling deeply
Smiling within
Celebrating in our soul
That another voice rises
Into the fresh air.
Simon C.J Falk 11 April 2014
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