My Name

explanation kills the art

My name was a name.
I heard it everyday,
Many, many times
And it doesn’t usually startle me,
But when he said it, it was more than 3 syllables
And that almost made me jump
When his raspy voice turned a bundle of letters into a garden of flowers,
When he broke down each vowel, 

Shook off the rust,
Made it sound brand new. 
Like he was the first person to ever say it.

Author's Note

This is really short and I don't really know how I feel about it, but it holds meaning to me and a lot of other people so I figured I would post it. Let me know what you think! :)

Reviews

[Sari Segale]

very interesting, I like the metaphors in this short but powerful poem.sari

[Naked Elements]

interesting. I like it. Wasn't really sure where it was going, but then the emotion comes to light in the last few lines. good read