class:
instructor: Tom Molanphy
student: Sarah Mattes
A Whisper
A whisper
Delicate, discrete and warm.
Inconsistent as the forecast of the weather.
Hidden, curled up. A loose knit ball.
Unraveled
A line reaching out to the distant, not too far.
Pacing the mileage that awakens my mind
Scattered, I shout, calm, silent.
A whisper
Deliberately misguided like a stray dog that never had a leash.
A Shadow of discontent, cooling the desire of your words
Peeking its head out is enchantment, gone for so long.
Disregarded
Seeking comfort from a warmed heart so close.
Emerging sadness is halted by care.
A connection.
Betrayal meets the velvety promises of your heart
For the very first time.
Smiling, I weep, angry, laughter.
A whisper.