before babel
maybe
there was a word
for this me you raise
not from anything dead
but sleeping
& deep
this me that answers
& opens
throating
every word
ever spoken
in any language
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Susan Daniels Poetry 
Very nice )
Thank you, Boomie 😉
I love when I catch one of these little gems right after you hit the publish button. I really like your choice of lining. Each line and combined lines stress just the right words.
Before Babel
maybe
there was a word.
Well done!
Oh, gosh, thanks! I woke up this morning with that last stanza in my mind–love gifts like that from a mind that should be dreaming and instead wakes me with poetry 😉
Amen. Always something to be thankful for when that happens. 🙂
When I was teaching I used to say to the students, “if you are going to write about love, do not use the word,” so they would use words like ‘adore’, ‘heartbreak’ – they didn’t get it. I should have had you as a guest speaker!
Oh, Gosh, Julie–you are wonderful! You have reduced this yank to a pile of blushes again.
Great stuff Susan. Love the opening especially.
Thanks so much Trent!
but sleeping and deep.. YES.
Audra–thank you.
Love speaks a language all of it own and has no need of words to be understood and you have captured that right here in this piece Susan. So beautiful.
Bren, thank you!
I lke this. The sheer speechlessness of being in love. I may be an old fogey, but I can remember
Thank you! Someone once told me the older you get, the worse we behave when we fall. That was my stepdad, who married my mother when he was 80…
Hope for us all, though it’s hard to believe I can behave any more badly than I have in the past
There you go! Time to raise (or lower) that bar.
So good!
Thanks, Mama…
lovely – prompted this
before and beyond Babel
that silent voice bubbles on
bounding and bouncing
in bundles of beautiful
babble that unbundle, bare
and bond me
with no words spoken
not needing nor heeding
any spoken word
Oh, how lovely!
simply
because your silence speaks
more than all words
carried by breath
it undoes me
beautifully put!
my unfurled feelings
amplifying the unspoken,
filling my being with soft echoes
of sounds stronger than words
Wow…I simply adore “talking with you in poetry” Noel.
the feeling is mutual, Susan
this was quite a different sort of love poem 🙂
😉 thanks, GS!
ah this is lovely….the inclusion of babel puts it into a spiritual context for me as well…which rings of an even deeper love to me….love it…
Oh, Brian, thank you!
i love love poems without the word love in it…the word
for this me you raise…only love can do this…
So true. However, I am bummed, because I linked the wrong poem… Wanted to link the conversation in poetry this one inspired. Shucks. Thanks, though…
Lovely!
Thanks, Ayala!
beautiful. love this one as well as the duet! such great talent…
Oh, Miriam, thank you. I really liked how Noel’s responses took it in another direction.
Very nice Susan!
Thank you, Audrey!
this is perfection.
Kelly, thanks so much.
Yummy, more please.
Anna, thank you!
Your first and last lines loop the image together loosely and intricately both, like hand-weaving. For some unknown reason, I get a vibe of a sea anemone, opening and closing with that slo-mo National Geographic style pulse.
Oh, I like that anemone vibe…Thanks so much!
Zombie love, heh. Oh, I’m feeling mischievous about now, but I’ll be good. Another superior work, Susan.
Thanks for the smile, Nelle! Glad you liked.
..so solemn to read… and the feeling is good… ’tis like a psalm that i need to feel more than to grasp…
Kelvin–thank you so much for the beautiful comment!
Lovely…what else can I say! Leo
Thanks, Leo!
well done.
Thank you!