There is a great silence that lives;
breathes
Takes its' breaks and rolls with the punches
There is a place it dwells;
stays.
Where nothing moves or makes a bump
I know this silence though I am solitary;
lone.
And I know the peace.
Too far can it be seen from white towers
and low valleys
Too low is it to conquer.
But still there is a sound silence;
And it sounds like nothing else.
Muffled by the air
covered by the day
I sound too much like stars.
Deeply it cuts the night in a white blanket;
trampled, crushed, it breaks
and sounds no more.
Author notes
I don't much remember where this one came from, just that it came and I'm glad I wrote it because it expresses an emotion fairly intangible.
Written September 30th, 2003
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This takes the reader straight into your mood, for all the intangibility of emotion, you have made a great job of forming words around your feelings here, I was held by the silence, the profound stillness that can nevertheless be broken. And the anomaly of silence sounding no more... this is a maze of a poem, a signpost to a search someone will hardly realise they are on until they find it makes sense. Thank you. I must read more of you...
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Intangible, ethereal and completely captivating. The imagery is amazing, as was expected after reading "Glass Box" Truly stunning write. You will go far on this site. -SanguineSaint
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Geez, are all of your poems so beautiful, I guess so! Haha, I like the word play on this too, the way it uses metaphors, and such decisive word pictures,
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wonderful as usual, Reighna.
"But still there is a sound silence;
And it sounds like nothing else."
that line... wow. -
Very beautiful poem, very expressive..
Great job, Fallen
I'm looking forward to reading more from you
GypsyDreamer -
...raw...heartfelt...
Stunning job...Keep it up and thanks for sharing!
!~YS4e ~!
Scarlett
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