Sounding BoardA Poem by LeslieNoelSounding Board Walking sounding board- flesh, bone, big ears to listen to all your fears. Round enough to catch your tears. I am my own person, or so I think; I am the missing link, the liaison between family members, delivering messages or taking them in. Sometimes I feel like I just can’t win. © 2025 LeslieNoel |
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Added on December 7, 2025 Last Updated on December 7, 2025 AuthorLeslieNoelTaunton, MAAboutHi, my name is Leslie Balch and I love writing poetry that inspired by my deepest of emotions. My inspirations are nature and life events. Writing poetry is my way of coping with life's difficulties. .. more.. |

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