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Newly Found
by Bradd HowardI regret I lost you-
my voice
somewhere along the line
down sewer drains or between the cushions of the sofa.
Confusion in the cracks.
in searching they always say you will find what is lost in the last place you look.
so I checked the last place I would ever think to look-
inside myself.
masking itself as breath
it had been there all along.
Now all I had to do was breathe. 04/25/2009 Posted on 04/25/2009
Copyright © 2024 Bradd Howard
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 04/25/09 at 08:53 PM It all starts somewhere. Great scene. |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 04/25/09 at 09:10 PM Some never go looking, and indeed, they miss out on the great pleasure of finding. Enjoyed finding this. Thanks. |
| Posted by Clara Mae Gregory on 04/26/09 at 03:21 PM Awesome piece of writing-especially with that last line. PERFECT! :0 |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 04/30/09 at 03:46 PM Nice find. I especially liked "confusion in the cracks." |
| Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 05/02/09 at 03:08 AM Delighted find, this one. A great voice it is too. smh |
| Posted by Jared Fladeland on 06/16/09 at 07:51 PM ha. as someone who took acting voice classes, i could related to this on more than one level. i enjoyed it immensely. |
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