She Speaks


Jane Dougherty’s Poetry Challenge: Take a Favorite Line

“Out, out, brief candle!

Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player

That struts and frets his hour upon the stage

And then is heard no more: it is a tale

Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,

Signifying nothing.”

–William Shakespeare, Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5


She speaks, and

Words tumble from her mouth,

A flood, rapid and incomprehensible

A torrent of glee

A mad rap

Promote the fear

Push the lie.

And back I fly

To remember

Our daughter at three

With Molly doll held tight,

Delivering a paean, elation-created,

Extemporaneous poetry

Joyful rhymes that

Should have been recorded

Hoarded, to be heard again

And cherished eternally.

So unlike these other words

Shallow, strident

Told by an idiot,

Full of sound and fury

Signifying nothing.

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Hugs Not Hate

17 thoughts on “She Speaks

    • Thanks, Marian. Raphael painting! I was thinking Renoir. 😉 I had forgotten the photo, so it was a good memory. I love how it’s us, stuffed animals, and dolls all clutched and loved together.

  1. Strange how I knew who you meant without names being mentioned. Or maybe not so strange at all. Well done on the challenge. I love that picture and the caption. “Hugs Not Hate” would make the world a much better place. ♥

  2. Pingback: Poetry challenge Take a favourite line: the entries – Jane Dougherty Writes

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