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 Elena's Humming Soul


Quartered buttons and doldrums

fill inif not

for the scorn of silence 

her inmost being wrestles

for the nth time.

Why hearing all

this screech of dust

imbued in every corner?

The afternoon heat besets

her so much.


Moving away—she 

knows is a cowardly stance.

She finds herself gambling

with Solitude. Laying

All her cards—the aces of

hearts and spades. The game

she knows—

isn't over yet…

but sensing the faint light 

from afar, her lips

curve a smile. She

whispers, "I am

almost there." 


She holds that promise

in her heart.


By: Elena Maria Mana-ay Parcon©2020

Date Presented: October 23, 2020

Author's Note:

To those who have gone through so much and feeling weary of life,
i lovingly dedicate this poem.


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