Our Silence
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The silence did not fall
Some wistful dance
A twirling leaf hushed
In its parasoled approach
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Not twilight whispers
To a coming night
A quiet that seeps slow
Like honey off the comb
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The dull of the murmur
As the eager audience
Waits in anticipation
For the orchestra to begin
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No, it did not fall with grace
Silence silhouetted in soliloquy
A restorative pausal effect
Natural balance heard
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Our silence was never that
It crashed our conversation
Like an adolescent driver
More meteor than metaphor
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Words and wishes abrupt
Plunge to their demise
Hoping the sudden stop
Ensures a painless death
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And there, in the quiet left
Volumes unspoken
Emotional graffiti
A harbor in the silence
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commonsensiblyspeaking 
’emotional graffiti’ – perfect phrase
Thanks, Beth! Every once in a while, I find a pearl.
some great phrases here:
“It crashed our conversation Like an adolescent driver” and as Beth pointed out. “Emotional graffiti”
well done, Brad!
Thank you, Jim!
I quite agree with Beth, great phrases my friend!
Thank you kindly, Francisco!
You’re very welcome my brother!
“Emotional graffiti” jumped out at me too. I also like the phrase “silence silhouetted in soliloquy.”
Thank you, Pete!
One delicious phrase after another, a very satisfying serving today.
Thank you, my friend!
So many clever phrases woven throughout this poem. Hauntingly beautiful!
Thanks, my dear friend!
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
Can’t beat a good simile. Thanks, Jonikins!