I send you my poetry
as the Sperm Whale sends her song
Out into the wide ocean
to listen for echoes, to hope for response
Her staccato clicks can be hunting for sustenance
but they also encode messages and love songs
I write as she sings, with the flow
poems gather, are born, cleaned and sung
Poems may sustain you or tell you a truth
Copyright © 2020 Kim Whysall-Hammond
Posted in response to a challenge by Rebecca Cunningham at fakeflamenco.com
https://fakeflamenco.com/2020/07/07/july-poetry-challenge-reto-poetico-de-julio/
The Cheesesellers Wife 
I think the next time I write a poem, I’ll hear whale calls in my mind. Lovely simile, really speaks to me. Thanks for the repost! -Rebecca
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Some poems are dolphin staccato, but I couldn’t work that into the poem! ;)
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Cool device for another time. : )
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“Poems may sustain you or tell you a truth.” Poems may do both. Well done, Kim.
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Thanks Sharon, good to hear from you again
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Kim, this is so beautiful! Keep singing and writing!
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Thank you Carol Anne — I will!
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