Our Silence


The silence did not fall

Some wistful dance

A twirling leaf hushed

In its parasoled approach


Not twilight whispers

To a coming night

A quiet that seeps slow

Like honey off the comb


The dull of the murmur

As the eager audience

Waits in anticipation

For the orchestra to begin


No, it did not fall with grace

Silence silhouetted in soliloquy

A restorative pausal effect

Natural balance heard


Our silence was never that

It crashed our conversation

Like an adolescent driver

More meteor than metaphor


Words and wishes abrupt

Plunge to their demise

Hoping the sudden stop

Ensures a painless death


And there, in the quiet left

Volumes unspoken

Emotional graffiti

A harbor in the silence


15 Responses to “Our Silence”
  1. beth says:

    ’emotional graffiti’ – perfect phrase

  2. Jim Borden says:

    some great phrases here:

    “It crashed our conversation Like an adolescent driver” and as Beth pointed out. “Emotional graffiti”

    well done, Brad!

  3. I quite agree with Beth, great phrases my friend!

  4. petespringerauthor says:

    “Emotional graffiti” jumped out at me too. I also like the phrase “silence silhouetted in soliloquy.”

  5. One delicious phrase after another, a very satisfying serving today.

  6. kristianw84 says:

    So many clever phrases woven throughout this poem. Hauntingly beautiful!

  7. jonicaggiano says:

    This is so gorgeous Brad. Just a beautifully written piece about the beauty of silence.

    “A quiet that seeps slow
    Like honey off the comb”

    I really thought these two lines were particularly beautiful. Have a blessed day Brad. Big hugs Jonikins

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