Stillness and silence were all I could hope for …
Ancient words kept flying around.
Right behind my forehead, chaotic phonemes forcibly formed foreign words.
Hubo palabras huecas en idiomas conocidos.
Dissonant sounds were known incongruent words in disguise.
In between my ears, there was a constant resonance:
a noisy CRY for silence.
Under my lips: accents and exclamation marks.
Silence failed me!
Words lacked meaning.
… there was not enough confusion in any language that could explain mine.
_____Adriana Citlali
VI-VI-MMXIV
Today Brian asked us a question at dVerse: Does language fail?
i liked that last bit Adriana, “confusion in language’ i think that sums up the problem so well that many face in these situations. Very well written.
Language is wonderful! It can even allow us to talk about the confusion in language… Thanks for stopping by.
empty words in known languages….
ha. that last line…no language could capture the confusion of language…
pretty bad when silence fails as well…
Confusion is actually to precise to capture in any language. It’s like the challenge of describing the apparent order that exist in something that’s random in its essence… 😉
You have given me a lot to think about in this poem. Dissonant sounds being incongruent words in disguise is a fascinating concept really. And that last line is perfect.
Pure silence, like total darkness is rare, for one’s own heartbeat, or expanding iris trumps both; but confusion, chaos, disorder in any & all languages defies definition; so right here.
I agree, Adriana! Words can seem to be buzzing and bugging and then we strive for silence.
I can understand how confusing things can be ~ Perhaps silence is best response or not ~
This is very heartfelt and describes so well that sensation of too many idioms without enough time to sort them out. Very well done! k.
Confusion of the mind….too much at once….in big cities this happens a lot….the mind needs a vacation to calm itself when it becomes too much. Nice poem
Not enough confusion… Great expression!