Today our assignment is to write a prose poem (poetry that makes itself apparent as such although written as prose — without standard meters or rhyme schemes.). Our subject is fingers, and the poetic technique that we are aiming for is assonance (repetition of vowel sounds).
My Fingers Touched the Keys of Silence
My fingers touched the keys of silence, and I played its song. It pulled from me a longing that I thought was gone forever – the yearning to release my soul in flowing words that birth new life in images and sounds that intertwine and reach another soul and draw it close to mine. I feared my well was dry, my soul an empty sieve, and that I’d nevermore know a yearning to create with words that live. Ah, the peace, the solace that replaces fear. For now I know I have it still – the gift to make words living things. All it took was spending time with silence for a while, and as it’s music played, it filled my well again.
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The Happy Wordcrafter 
This is such a calming poem. Ifelt my shoulders relax, and if you read it to me a few times, I am sure I would fall asleep, but not from boredom. It’s so calm and lilting. Yes, you do still have the gift to make words living things.
Oh, what kind words. Thank you for sharing your feelings. I’m so glad reading it was a calming experience.
I don’t get much calm in my life, (if you read my writing you can tell) so it is really appeciated.
Love this Sandra! Great use of rhyme creating a lyrical piece where we can feel the peace! Excellent! Thanks!
I’m so glad it touched you that way. Thank you for letting me know.
Your words not only spoke they were musical…
Thank you, Gerry. I know with your musical bent, you can relate completely.
Love how you make lyrics of words!
Thanks a lot, Betty.
You’re welcome!
‘My fingers touched the keys of silence’, I absolutely love this Sandra!
Thanks, Gilly. I think, personally, that it’s one of my favorite pieces.