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bone, night, tell-tale, rhyme, tongue, storm, dirt, moon, chaos, winter, echo, howl, forest.
No Words
There is no bone in the tongue
To hold the howl in a forest
So that the echo is heard in the night.
There is not tell-tale sign
That a storm is brewing
Ready to make chaos of the dirt of the path.
There is no light from the moon
In the cold months of winter
For a poet to find hidden words to rhyme
There is no way out of the darkness
Where the sounds conceal
The thoughts that are uttered in a scream.
©2022 CBialczak Poetry
Stine Writing 
Virginia, I believe I would scream as well, especially as my howling has gone kaput. This was a fun read, more and more troubles.
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Great use of prompt words that conjure and eerie feeling and scene.
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Thanks!
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The first line and the last stanza are extra delicious. Love the imagery, the story they paint and the thoughts they provoke. And the tone is just so perfectly eerie.
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Thank you!
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Well Done Christine
Much love…
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Thank you Gillena!
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Nicely foreboding!
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Thank you
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Especially like the first verse!!!
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Thank you!
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Delightful building up of mood here. I always appreciate a spooky piece.
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Thank you
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this looks like little snippets of a “Friday the 13th” film, but it can also describe a person shutting out the world. 🙂
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Killer last line! Loved it, Christine. 🙂
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