I Miss.... The After Hum Of Conversations Poem by Johan Fourie

I Miss.... The After Hum Of Conversations

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like the pleasant, sati’fying after-hum of a brass bell
the echo of words reverbate in my soul, even now
and a vibrato of the intent of words strums my heart, running rich in my veins

for this, and other things
to experience this and other things again
I miss our dialogue, often through the night

reassuring the sounds then
and the memory now
I miss the conversation

the tremelo of your voice creating a cantabile, as your lips move
the pizzicatto of intonation colouring the meaning of words
the spicatto of how you say it unique, specially so when you smile
....are all part of what I miss

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Johan Fourie

Johan Fourie

Johannesburg, South Africa
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