'Walls have ears' they'd say
now even eavesdroppers stay away
Yet here you always are
a small, safe, listening room  
catching those snatches
of song, my impromptus,
and thoughts not just thought
but spoken, at random. aloud
the way a radio surfs the waves
across the tuning dial. 

Nothing else transmits now
only me in reverie.
Those daffodils are dropping 
in the vase, still glowing 
so even the windows are dulled
with a coating of dust and rain
either side of the glass. That means
the cleaning season; dishing
out the discards, making space,
more room for me in you.

30 thoughts on “Hello Room”

1. I love how you address the room, with its space making more room for you… so very clever, but still a room alone.

   1. interesting…is the room alone or the poet?

2. This is absolutely stunning a poem, Laura! I especially admire this part; “Nothing else transmits now only me in reverie. Those daffodils are dropping in the vase, still glowing though.” 💖💖

   Thank you so much for writing to the prompt! 🥰

   1. It was your prompt that prompted this poem so thank you Sanaa

3. The room comes alive through your reverie. Beautifully written, Laura.

   1. personification from the solitary poet – many thanks Dora

4. Just stunning, Laura! The title reminded me of the book/film ‘Room’, in which the little boy doesn’t know anything outside of the room and talks to inanimate objects. I love the idea of:

   ‘a small, safe, listening room 
   catching those snatches
   of song, my impromptus,
   and thoughts not just thought
   but spoken, at random’.

   I also love the way the focus changes to the drooping daffodils and the way they make the windows seem dull. I have started my spring cleaning, making space in my study for poetry and other writing.

   1. thanks so much Kim – I do not know the book but the poem has evident overtones of it though if anything was triggered by Wiillie Nelson’s “hello walls” and some autobio!

      ps am also Spring cleaning though our Spring is so retarded weather wise

5. Love the musing specially in a safe listening room. Specially love that ending, making space for you, more room for me in you.

   1. the room the only listener and decluttered could even echo back

6. A safe room that listens sounds nice.

   1. Solitude can be such a comfort

      1. Agreed.

7. Thanks for letting us eavesdrop on your private conversation with the room, Laura; noting the bright daffodils, and windows that beg cleaning!

   1. I like the notion of readers as eavesdroppers here Lynn – thank you for that

      1. my pleasure 🙂

8. Those walls can be good companions and sounding boards. (K)

   1. they listen to my talking aloud to myself!

9. Lovely poetry. Speaking to the room is ever so much more entertaining than working the room! Cheers.

   1. thank you Helen

10. Cool. Yes, our walls hear a lot; I like how you conversed with the room about how it listens and holds space for you.

    1. it is like an echo chamber much of the time

11. Very nicely done, Laura. Too bad the walls are not like the radio dial where we could tune in and listen! Then again, perhaps we might not want to hear what is going on.

    1. The walls tune in to my talking aloud!

       1. I believe they do! :>)

12. I love that this is a safe listening room.

    1. safe enough not to have me sectioned for talking to myself!

       1. Ha!

13. i like your room, not out of the ordinary but sooo descriptive. Reminded me too that my lower windows need washing while the working weather is still fairly cool. 

    Jim here

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    1. Belated thanks Jim – I nearly missed this

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