"The blue kazoo..."
So special and yet sorta a little dark!
The poem feels like someone sitting beside a loved one, listening so closely that every breath matters.
Calling her breathing a “blue kazoo” gives the moment a strange sweetness, like even the struggle has its own music.
You can sense the fear underneath, the kind that grows in the quiet between breaths.
Each small sound becomes a tiny reassurance that she’s still here.
It captures that suspended time when caring for someone means counting every rise and fall of their chest.
The short lines make the moment feel even more fragile.
There’s a softness in the language that makes the scene feel intimate and real.
You can almost imagine the room, still and dim, with only her breathing breaking the silence.
The narrator’s attention feels full of love, even if it’s mixed with worry.
In the end, the poem shows how even the faintest breath can feel like hope.
Beautiful, touching, concise.
Lovely https://substack.com/@sirreel?r=yw2uf&utm_medium=ios&utm_source=profile
Love this poem! Short and sweet with a powerful gut punch at the end.
It's beautiful and unique.
Tim Green of Rattle ?
is it the Tim Green
Yes, the one and only!
really or is this a joke
Yes, this poem is written by Tim Green of Rattle.
a bit of a tough day, and this poem--just what I needed. A little levity, a little love. Thank you
So glad this poem offered some lightness to your day, Tara.
OOF - the gut punch of it. Great to see such a short poem do so much work! And the stanza break gives space for the breathing. Wonderfully done!
I love this observation about the stanza break!
That’s beautiful
Thank you for reading, Laura.
Light air of a verse. :)
Yes, the minimalism really gives this buoyancy.
is this your poem or Timmy Green’s? of Raffle
Hi Brian, this poem is by Tim Green, of Rattle. Published by us at ONLY POEMS Daily.
So special and yet sorta a little dark!
The poem feels like someone sitting beside a loved one, listening so closely that every breath matters.
Calling her breathing a “blue kazoo” gives the moment a strange sweetness, like even the struggle has its own music.
You can sense the fear underneath, the kind that grows in the quiet between breaths.
Each small sound becomes a tiny reassurance that she’s still here.
It captures that suspended time when caring for someone means counting every rise and fall of their chest.
The short lines make the moment feel even more fragile.
There’s a softness in the language that makes the scene feel intimate and real.
You can almost imagine the room, still and dim, with only her breathing breaking the silence.
The narrator’s attention feels full of love, even if it’s mixed with worry.
In the end, the poem shows how even the faintest breath can feel like hope.
Beautiful, touching, concise.
Lovely https://substack.com/@sirreel?r=yw2uf&utm_medium=ios&utm_source=profile
Love this poem! Short and sweet with a powerful gut punch at the end.
It's beautiful and unique.
Tim Green of Rattle ?
is it the Tim Green
Yes, the one and only!
really or is this a joke
Yes, this poem is written by Tim Green of Rattle.
a bit of a tough day, and this poem--just what I needed. A little levity, a little love. Thank you
So glad this poem offered some lightness to your day, Tara.
OOF - the gut punch of it. Great to see such a short poem do so much work! And the stanza break gives space for the breathing. Wonderfully done!
I love this observation about the stanza break!
That’s beautiful
Thank you for reading, Laura.
Light air of a verse. :)
Yes, the minimalism really gives this buoyancy.
is this your poem or Timmy Green’s? of Raffle
Hi Brian, this poem is by Tim Green, of Rattle. Published by us at ONLY POEMS Daily.