"Off the Coast of Cornwall" by William Trost Richards ‘Listen to the Voice That Speaks within Your Heart’ by David Holper The Society December 30, 2017 Beauty, Poetry 2 Comments Listen to the voice that speaks within your heart, a whisper set against the roaring tide; softly calls the voice that’s set apart. The world calls loud and clear and smart. But what the world shouts is but a din; listen to the voice that speaks within your heart. Or someone says, Come, I know your heart! And lures you with all things bright and false; softly calls the voice that’s set apart. Then down the crooked road you make a start But hesitate and falter by the way; listen to the voice that speaks within your heart. Then turning back, you find you’ve lost the chart, and way darkens unto way—and all seems lost; softly calls the voice that’s set apart. So you, my friend, find yourself alone. Or not alone at all, for one calls, “Come!”: Listen to the voice that speaks within your heart Softly calls the voice that’s set apart. David Holper has done a little bit of everything: taxi driver, fisherman, dishwasher, bus driver, soldier, house painter, bike mechanic, bike courier, and teacher. He has published a number of stories and poems, including one collection of poetry, 64 Questions. His poems have appeared in numerous literary journals and anthologies, and he has recently won several poetry competitions. He teaches English at College of the Redwoods and lives in Eureka, California. NOTE: The Society considers this page, where your poetry resides, to be your residence as well, where you may invite family, friends, and others to visit. Feel free to treat this page as your home and remove anyone here who disrespects you. Simply send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org. Put “Remove Comment” in the subject line and list which comments you would like removed. The Society does not endorse any views expressed in individual poems or comments and reserves the right to remove any comments to maintain the decorum of this website and the integrity of the Society. Please see our Comments Policy here. Share this:Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)Click to share on WhatsApp (Opens in new window)Click to email this to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) 2 Responses J. Simon Harris December 30, 2017 This is a really good poem. I especially like the opening stanza, which is lent extra power by the stressed beats at the beginnings of the first and third lines. In fact, the meter in general is very well handled. Abstract, allegorical poems like this can be difficult to pull off, because their success relies almost entirely on the poet’s skill with language and imagery. This one is, I think, a success. And I think any dreamer can identify with finding oneself “alone… or not alone at all.” Excellent work. Reply David Hollywood January 10, 2018 Comforting poetry for the individual. Reply Leave a Reply Cancel ReplyYour email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email. This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.