Language (O.S.I.)

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I've reached 500 posts!! Thanks for all the visits, readers, and kind comments on my site. Blogging has stretched my writing and imagination in so many ways. I am truly grateful and blessed to have a forum to express my joy of writing.

I'm happy to share today's poem with O.S.I. The theme this week is language.

In the tongue
Of calling birds
Swaying trees
And crunching leaves

In the dialect
Of morning hymns
Spiritual chants
A happy dance

In the whisper
Of holding hands
Releasing lips
And parting home

I endeavor
To take up
The language
Of your soul

Murmur (O.S.I.)

Sounds beneath the skin
They like to murmur
Mostly my tummy
The navel its mouth
Humming its hunger

Outside there is a murmur
The wind whipping in my ear
Is it heaven talking
Commanding all things
To move and shake

The world murmurs
Car horns and screeching wheels
The buzz of the crowd
Persistent, beating heart
Soundtrack of the mind
A constant murmur

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