Poems About Silence Seeking Friendly Advice
#silence
adagio
Poem Published
8th Sep 2023 3:39pm
8th Sep 2023 3:39pm
Dawn of Pushpins
Bleeding the rain streaking the window pane red.
In your hands, my soul, in solemn nights. Strings of a
cello chastising my melancholia from the quill of the
Apothecary as the powder of dust rubs off onto
my grave. Leaving a scent of hysteria chained to the
inkwell, with the lusting of a sentimental fool.
Mourning the dawn of pushpins and shadows of
Hydrangeas on my wall. Listening to insomnia
clinging to my insanity. Thinking I heard the canary
fall.
In your hands, my soul, in solemn nights. Strings of a
cello chastising my melancholia from the quill of the
Apothecary as the powder of dust rubs off onto
my grave. Leaving a scent of hysteria chained to the
inkwell, with the lusting of a sentimental fool.
Mourning the dawn of pushpins and shadows of
Hydrangeas on my wall. Listening to insomnia
clinging to my insanity. Thinking I heard the canary
fall.
#dark
#shadows
#silence #emptiness
#silence #emptiness
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2 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
25th Aug 2023 1:37am
25th Aug 2023 1:37am
A Gray Day
The dawn was an eery shade of smoke gray.
A storm bruised and seized the sky today.
Haunted by fulfillment or lack of,
Now just cobwebbed empty alcoves in my heart.
I'm half flesh and half hole.
Nature provides those feelings that are missing in the technologically bound soul.
Simplicity transcends.
My mind bends to figure out the summer of ends.
But enchanting was the late August lush leaves
and plump berries of the trusted old crabapple tree.
Alive I feel, like a child, a spirit set free of fear.
As the flap of a bird pounds the...
A storm bruised and seized the sky today.
Haunted by fulfillment or lack of,
Now just cobwebbed empty alcoves in my heart.
I'm half flesh and half hole.
Nature provides those feelings that are missing in the technologically bound soul.
Simplicity transcends.
My mind bends to figure out the summer of ends.
But enchanting was the late August lush leaves
and plump berries of the trusted old crabapple tree.
Alive I feel, like a child, a spirit set free of fear.
As the flap of a bird pounds the...
#trees
#birds
#sky
#silence
#aging
152 reads
14 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
22nd Aug 2023 1:44pm
22nd Aug 2023 1:44pm
Sandman Dream
Singing, "Hi-ho, the derry-o"
if The Sandman brought me a dream
silencing me, a pale blue kiss
with nature's little inuendoes
before the shadow awakens
and the coffee opens the eyes
but I can dance among the acorns
and touch the widow's breath
with the scent of a heavenly candle
before the wick, is lit by the lucifer
silencing me, a pale blue kiss
singing, "Hi-ho, the derry-o"
if The Sandman brought me a dream
if The Sandman brought me a dream
silencing me, a pale blue kiss
with nature's little inuendoes
before the shadow awakens
and the coffee opens the eyes
but I can dance among the acorns
and touch the widow's breath
with the scent of a heavenly candle
before the wick, is lit by the lucifer
silencing me, a pale blue kiss
singing, "Hi-ho, the derry-o"
if The Sandman brought me a dream
#inspirational
#silence
#nature #philosophical
#nature #philosophical
78 reads
2 Comments
WillowsWhimsies
Poem Published
21st Aug 2023 1:21pm
21st Aug 2023 1:21pm
and he better not duck...
she only writes when emotions run high
deeply inspired
by moments of intensity
her release valve
when it all gets too much
greatly impacted
by upheavals, actions & thoughts
in a very real sense
it's never a good thing
when she remains silent
without passion, anger, pain or lust
her words all crumble into so much dust
I'm hit with both grief & delight
whenever she picks up the pen
and starts to write
seeing tears making tracks down her beautiful face
is almost more than I can take
and I encourage her...
deeply inspired
by moments of intensity
her release valve
when it all gets too much
greatly impacted
by upheavals, actions & thoughts
in a very real sense
it's never a good thing
when she remains silent
without passion, anger, pain or lust
her words all crumble into so much dust
I'm hit with both grief & delight
whenever she picks up the pen
and starts to write
seeing tears making tracks down her beautiful face
is almost more than I can take
and I encourage her...
#sadness
#sister
#breakup
#silence
#LifeAsAWriter
168 reads
6 Comments
PaleSkies
Poem Published
13th Aug 2023 9:33pm
13th Aug 2023 9:33pm
Holding Onto The Rails
With a pot lickers bouillon of ink and pale twilight.
Rising through the crust of my mind's chimney
spigot. Holding onto the rails. Quoting, "What I don't
know." Listening to the snail's acapella humming on
my gravestone, old soup bone. Waiting for the bug-
zapper's metronome to kiss me, thinking that I am a
flea.
Rising through the crust of my mind's chimney
spigot. Holding onto the rails. Quoting, "What I don't
know." Listening to the snail's acapella humming on
my gravestone, old soup bone. Waiting for the bug-
zapper's metronome to kiss me, thinking that I am a
flea.
#dark
#silence
#fate #ghosts
#fate #ghosts
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2 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
10th Aug 2023 3:39am
10th Aug 2023 3:39am
Quiet
I crave the rare quiet of the world.
Where there is no need to be heard.
Silent stoic mountains with their stone stare
penetrate my turmoiled soul.
I rupture with rapture.
Soundless pine and evergreen,
populate so serene.
Everything is so incredibly still,
nothing moves.
Even my thoughts become motionless.
Suspended in a paralysis of peace.
Yet my heart beats a gentle pound.
To an untamed, untarnished beauty.
Exquisitely profound.
Where there is no need to be heard.
Silent stoic mountains with their stone stare
penetrate my turmoiled soul.
I rupture with rapture.
Soundless pine and evergreen,
populate so serene.
Everything is so incredibly still,
nothing moves.
Even my thoughts become motionless.
Suspended in a paralysis of peace.
Yet my heart beats a gentle pound.
To an untamed, untarnished beauty.
Exquisitely profound.
#trees
#silence
#mountains #peace
#mountains #peace
208 reads
15 Comments
KrystalG
Poem Published
25th Jun 2023 7:32pm
25th Jun 2023 7:32pm
Speak, speak, SPEAK
The pain,
all to real.
The pain,
making one want
to forget...
Memories are not
just something
one can just
let go.
So through emotion,
through written
word, one will
speak there
voice. Speak, speak,
speak, speak.
She will not,
be silenced.
Ever
again.
all to real.
The pain,
making one want
to forget...
Memories are not
just something
one can just
let go.
So through emotion,
through written
word, one will
speak there
voice. Speak, speak,
speak, speak.
She will not,
be silenced.
Ever
again.
#LifeStruggles
#silence
#TimeHeals #PowerOfWords
#TimeHeals #PowerOfWords
209 reads
4 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
24th Jun 2023 3:40am
24th Jun 2023 3:40am
Stuck In Animus
With an ominous dark tone
in my deep stuck in animus
culture's academia's dark aesthetic
beneath shadows of stones
looking for Death's oyster bar
and bones of my soul
as I scribble on my apparatus
in my deep stuck in animus
in my deep stuck in animus
culture's academia's dark aesthetic
beneath shadows of stones
looking for Death's oyster bar
and bones of my soul
as I scribble on my apparatus
in my deep stuck in animus
#dark
#silence
#philosophical
139 reads
2 Comments
missjem56
Poem Published
16th May 2023 10:42pm
16th May 2023 10:42pm
As Quiet As A Worm In A Graveyard
I was sat
Within a wavering silence
The white noise
Was quietly loud
And fluctuated
Betwixt a deathly stillness
As dark as the darkest cloud
Whilst the sounds of worms
Wriggling through a graveyard
Weaving their way
Through the remains
Of the long forgotten
by Jemia
Within a wavering silence
The white noise
Was quietly loud
And fluctuated
Betwixt a deathly stillness
As dark as the darkest cloud
Whilst the sounds of worms
Wriggling through a graveyard
Weaving their way
Through the remains
Of the long forgotten
by Jemia
#silence
#graveyard
#philosophical
116 reads
3 Comments
ReveresedSilver
Poem Published
16th Apr 2023 00:47am
16th Apr 2023 00:47am
The Purple and White Flowers
The broken bird bath stands amidst the hush,
Surrounded by the purple and white flowers,
A quiet beauty in the midst of the lush,
Around the bird bath the petals will shower,
Making it a majestic sight to behold in the hour.
Surrounded by the purple and white flowers,
A quiet beauty in the midst of the lush,
Around the bird bath the petals will shower,
Making it a majestic sight to behold in the hour.
#flowers
#silence
#nature #dawn
#nature #dawn
185 reads
5 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
15th Mar 2023 5:49pm
15th Mar 2023 5:49pm
Life Into Prayer
..with cello strings in nature's woods
in the silence of an unspoken tree
to the edge of forever, I see
drinking deep the inevitable
the aroma of coffee and only me
patience in living in nature free
incorporating life into prayer and myths
listening to windchimes yet unfed
cleaning my soul with cedar and sage
of nature's embryos and tall pines
in the silence of an unspoken tree...
in the silence of an unspoken tree
to the edge of forever, I see
drinking deep the inevitable
the aroma of coffee and only me
patience in living in nature free
incorporating life into prayer and myths
listening to windchimes yet unfed
cleaning my soul with cedar and sage
of nature's embryos and tall pines
in the silence of an unspoken tree...
#silence
#nature
#spiritual
204 reads
6 Comments
PaleSkies
Poem Published
13th Mar 2023 00:40am
13th Mar 2023 00:40am
Sundown Dusk
in an abstract of my Bohemian
from wastelands of superstitions
and gothic cocaine's poppuri
of a rose eternal impunity
tweeting my soul's lusting behavior
haunting night in a howling storm
a climbing vine of talcum shadow
of sundown dusk fornication
from wastelands of superstitions
and gothic cocaine's poppuri
of a rose eternal impunity
tweeting my soul's lusting behavior
haunting night in a howling storm
a climbing vine of talcum shadow
of sundown dusk fornication
#shadows
#silence
#philosophical #culture
#philosophical #culture
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