Room for Sound (a psalm)
Whistling airstream whirls through a crack;
…..understand the silence of a room not entered.
Mute from birth listening to the maelstrom;
…..words linger without hope in barren vocal cords.
Stillness of meditation creates harmony of thought;
…..sound amplified in an empty house is too loud.
Listening to bad news on the box is a hard drone;
…..hunger returns when the funny man gets to the guts of it.
Bathroom acoustics are great for any instrument;
….. but audiences prefer the comfort of a larger space.
Wild dolphins connect to the pod with clicks and squeals;
…..captured dolphins reel from sonar in a confined space.
If dolphins could speak their minds they might be free;
…..how could we deny them the room for their sound.
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Note: an edited repost

I’m afraid if they did speak…they would be held hostage until the betrayed the secrets of the deep….oh just a mood brought on by listening to too much Haydn this afternoon…enjoyed your poem.
There is such a thing as too much Haydn?
hahaha
I think you may be right Charles – we would exploit them in some other way for sure
but the dolphins will get their revenge when they take over the world (they’re already communicating via ESP according to The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy – hahaha
and talking about us behind our backs.
Love those two opening lines, particularly, Gabrielle.
Thanks Martin – they’re my favourites too (I was in my office a long time ago and the wind was whistling through a crack in the nearly shut sliding door – when I shut the door properly the sound was gone – I ponderated on this amazement
).
Bathroom audience is OK so long as he/she has been invited.
haha I used to go to parties with a lot of musos and there would always be someone playing guitar on the edge of a bath tub or sink (good reverbs as they say) – you would know all about these things Staffo having been a professional muso yourself.
Some really thought-provoking reflections on sound/space.
thanks colonialist – it’s something I think about a lot
I love the idea here of sounds in different places, and the fact that sound itself needs room to reverberate. Wistful read, Gabrielle.
Thanks Kate
you get 5/5 for your comment – hahaha (and a pink star)
Hypnotic Gabe…
Thanks Graham
the finale is great, unexpected and so true. It applies to any confined animals.
Thanks Ben
Wonderfully written and so true. The freedom to be is….as it should be.
As it should be – indeed Renee
thank you
This poem makes me think of the wonderful sounds we hear when diving in that vast strange acoustic room that is the ocean
exactly bb
the under water world has a very special quality
beautiful meditation
thanks Aletha – it is a meditation
hope all is well with you – will catch up soon when I have a breath