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 
I like every line. Very deep , very evocative.. subtle nuances. Can’t pick a fav line. Every line is loaded with meaning and epic.
Thank you, Yasmin! Of this one I am quite proud. My best to you and yours!
My pleasure 😇
“Emotional graffiti” – two words that stuck out to me as if they were in larger and bolder print. Is there a human alive who doesn’t contain some portion of this “emotional graffiti?” Is there a human alive who doesn’t spew it out from time to time? Great poem reflecting relationships!
Thanks sis! It is a great metaphor for what we all carry in the remnants of our psyche. Unwanted things left behind by others. Love you big time!
“Silence silhouetted in soliloquy”…this is just one of the many many lines that moved me. You’re an amazing writer, Brad. This may be one of my favorites. I’ve never been able to explain “silence”. Sending love and hugs. Thank you for sharing your heart and soul with us through your words!💕🤗
Thank you, dearest Karla! You are so very kind. It thrills me that you can connect with the words, and it is I who thank you. Much love to you, my friend! 💕🤗🥰
You’re so welcome, Brad! And thank you! ❤️💕🤗
There are so many beautiful lines that struck me in this poem, it is impossible to pick which struck me the hardest. Each line flows into next, leaving a trail of emotions that most, if not all your readers can relate to. Masterfully written, my friend!
Thank you, dear Kristian! The silence described is obviously something many of us have “heard” and thus easily relatable. But you won’t hear it from me. Love to you, my friend! 💕🌹
some things never leave us, quiet as they may be
Succinctly put, my friend! Thank you!
Shhhhh. *whispers* excellent poem.
Thank you, Chel! Glad you enjoyed it.
A deep and profound work of introspection written beautifully!
Thank you, my friend! Drink a mojito for me!
You’re very welcome my friend! Will do!
You even turn silence into beautiful verse, Brad.
Thank you, Geoff! Ironically, it is a lot of words about those moments when there are no words left.
This is such a moving piece. Often when things are awkward and one tries to make them, force them, it becomes even more uncomfortable, making the end of what once was even more painful.
“Words and wishes abrupt
Plunge to their demise
Hoping the sudden stop
Ensures a painless death”
Such beautiful writing Brad. I hope your evening is a blessed one, sending hugs and love, Jonikens PS I haven’t been getting notices of your responses to my comments – it may be because I haven’t been able to update Chrome, just missed the two way conversation. Anyway, blessings my friend.