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Brilliant! Each stanza tells something different but you have connected them so well and it's a wonderful flow to this poem. Even though it talks about tinnitus and the voices or conversations going on inside. Love this! Where is that bridge in the photo?

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Thank you - the connection just kind of happened - I think because I write a few of these each night they naturally connect with my general mood ... The bridge is Ross Bridge in my hometown of Penzance.

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Ah Penzance… I thought it reminded me of something.

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These are great... all quite like an internal dialogue.. Especially like:

"Sometimes

a slight hint.

Usually,

just nothing."

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Thank you David - they are very much an internal dialogue ... but also quite 'aphoristic' in that I only truly believe most of them in the very moment they come out.

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That is brilliant, really interesting.

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I love this, Richard. Tinnitus is a bitch, isn't it? My trouble is I think I'm infatuated with her. I'd miss her if she ever left me.

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Hah! There's the Tinnitus in my ears and then all the other Tinnituses ( is that a word? ) surrounding us - some of which I would gladly be rid of!

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In response to#3

An expectation is a resentment under construction. I am now free of all expectations.

I like your style.

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I very much like that! Thanks Linda.

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Really enjoyed this. Everyone’s comments were spot on. I agree so I’ll just say - me too.

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Thank you Monica!

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Impressive! Wonderful. I love this poem. You're so clever!

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Thank you so my Francesca it's appreciated

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I find this one of your best, Richard.

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I was going to say the same!

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That's very kind Gery ...

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