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Silence
Peering through the pane
My eyes fixated on color
A brilliance
Lit by a golden glow
I place my hand on the pane
Cold and crisp
It is Sunday morning
And silent
The faint sound of the breeze
Keeps silence in tuned
I am now in trance
As I peer through
My breath slightly fogs
It is Sunday morning
And I am tuned with silence
My eyes fixated on color
A brilliance
Lit by a golden glow
I place my hand on the pane
Cold and crisp
It is Sunday morning
And silent
The faint sound of the breeze
Keeps silence in tuned
I am now in trance
As I peer through
My breath slightly fogs
It is Sunday morning
And I am tuned with silence
Published 25th Oct 2012
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25th Oct 2012 2:25pm
25th Oct 2012 2:49pm
Shaunda,
Thank you. If you like this one, please read "Summer will Slumber".
Thank you. If you like this one, please read "Summer will Slumber".
25th Oct 2012 3:54pm
25th Oct 2012 3:04pm
Dear Tav, Such a beautiful write ... Enjoy this type of poem very much ... Thank You ... Love and Peace Bruce
25th Oct 2012 4:27pm
25th Oct 2012 4:28pm
Anonymous
1st Nov 2012 4:09pm
I hear you, natural silence is one of my favorite sounds....very nice poem
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Lume¤
19th Nov 2012 2:30am
You nailed it right on the head!
That is exactly what I was writing about here. Natural Silence is amazing to listen to.
That is exactly what I was writing about here. Natural Silence is amazing to listen to.
16th Mar 2013 7:11am
It is Sunday morning
And I am tuned with silence
oh lovely lines
very nice finish :)
And I am tuned with silence
oh lovely lines
very nice finish :)
23rd Mar 2013 5:57pm
