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A Humble Salve
Solace waits in solitude
seclusion spawning quiet balm
without loneliness that most confuse
with the absence of chatter’s tongue
perhaps the babble has a place
in the span of life’s charade
still a peace is clearly sought
to find safe harbor from the lot
if only pundits did not implore
filling space with their discord
embracing conflict without regard
for the victims of their careless harm
strident statements across the gap
separating friends from foe
this sad illusion of the need
to win by yelling with deceit
an escape will lead to realms
where the mute are resident
each in their own calm abode
without input from the crowd
a humble salve without effort
this silent measure at last found
now a hush fills the void
forever voiceless in its joy.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20190603.
seclusion spawning quiet balm
without loneliness that most confuse
with the absence of chatter’s tongue
perhaps the babble has a place
in the span of life’s charade
still a peace is clearly sought
to find safe harbor from the lot
if only pundits did not implore
filling space with their discord
embracing conflict without regard
for the victims of their careless harm
strident statements across the gap
separating friends from foe
this sad illusion of the need
to win by yelling with deceit
an escape will lead to realms
where the mute are resident
each in their own calm abode
without input from the crowd
a humble salve without effort
this silent measure at last found
now a hush fills the void
forever voiceless in its joy.
© 2019. Sean Green. All Rights Reserved. 20190603.
Published 4th Jun 2019
Author's Note
The poem “A Humble Salve” was inspired by a quote by @emilyloisrose, “I found solace in silence, but I also found solitude.”
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