your voice November 6, 2018 a poet's playground he shouted i want my voice to be heard i want my voice to be heard she countered stop whispering into the trees the leaves swallow your words stop shouting stop whispering you know how to have your voice heard
my endless sea all my ducks wouldn’t stand in a row they waddled here & there with no place to go quacking became louder making little sense to me
Succinct and powerful!
THANK YOU!