Unheard – A Sedoka (Sort of)

The deafening sound
of a cry unheard, silenced
‘ere it had a chance at life

Echoes whispering
in a mother’s heart and soul
aching to hear what’s unheard

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2/25/14 Update: Shared this for dVerse Poets Pub Open Link Night today because I haven’t had time to write a new poem for today.

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8 Responses

  1. A stillborn sorrow.. so well expressed. I thought that a sedoka should give two viewpoints of the same scene.. and I think you do that turn.. the first scene looks at the mother, and the second is seen from the mothers viewpoint… so I think you meet the bar.

    • Thanks. It’s funny how as the writer we sometimes miss what others see in our writing. I do like to follow the “rules” and appreciate your encouragement that I have here. Peace, Linda

  2. I’m hearing a (sort of) mother’s regret here…. If my suspicion is correct than I am certain this emotion is even more powerful than a mother’s love…. What a great swath of sadness across the world that such a small (sort’a) sedoka would ponder… powerful poetry…..

    • Regret, yes, there is definitely that. The “sort of” was because there is no “turn” in the poem as there should be in a sedoka. Just the lingering regret. Peace, Linda

  3. that opening stanza…the cry unheard is sad you know…dying before it has a chance….mmm. the heart of a mother hearing it….its hard as a parent to hear…

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