Poetry Month: Writer’s Digest PAD challenge, day two topic: a secret poem

 
Rocks

Inhaled, held, and unsung,

I hold.

broken, crushed, or worn

I sing – still silent.

I hold;

a molten mystery

of rhythm

I hold an

unsung lullaby –

still

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