Least Read Poems About Silence
#silence
Quietude…
I have finally found
silence is not a sound
it is a place
that takes a lifetime to reach
For all the lessons it can teach
about me
about myself
more than any crowded bookshelf
Here at the southern most latitude
this lone archipelago called quietude
silence is not a sound
it is a place
that takes a lifetime to reach
For all the lessons it can teach
about me
about myself
more than any crowded bookshelf
Here at the southern most latitude
this lone archipelago called quietude
#silence
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
#travel
#SelfDiscovery
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The Sound of Still Water
This calm
placid silence
its act of defiance
to this turbulent world
placid silence
its act of defiance
to this turbulent world
#water
#silence
#nature
#peace
#confessional
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Silence…
I quell all the violence with silence
when Nature takes a deep breath
transcending even death
with all of her distilled stillness
a moment for me to pause
with just cause
take in all of the emptiness
uncrowd the broad margins
of this still unopened book
before I dare my first look
when Nature takes a deep breath
transcending even death
with all of her distilled stillness
a moment for me to pause
with just cause
take in all of the emptiness
uncrowd the broad margins
of this still unopened book
before I dare my first look
#silence
#nature
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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Silent Night Divinely
Explosive ciphers of glimmers,
Amid skylines,
Scaled letters of waves,
Tuned breezy curtains,
Whispers of silent nights,
Phantom love making,
Glance of seahorse,
Shimmers of fairy tales,
Debauched visions,
Needy survival’s stroke,
Illusive schemed of confidence
and a blizzard bliss,
Serene tears of happy trails,
Sleepless moon garnished,
Touch of fire….
Exquisite
Resistance,
Cherished Moans..
Persuasive,
Delightful,
Inclusiveness
Amid skylines,
Scaled letters of waves,
Tuned breezy curtains,
Whispers of silent nights,
Phantom love making,
Glance of seahorse,
Shimmers of fairy tales,
Debauched visions,
Needy survival’s stroke,
Illusive schemed of confidence
and a blizzard bliss,
Serene tears of happy trails,
Sleepless moon garnished,
Touch of fire….
Exquisite
Resistance,
Cherished Moans..
Persuasive,
Delightful,
Inclusiveness
#love
#romantic
#wind
#silence
#heaven
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Le Silence
The bold polar wind is still
alone here on the icy bluff
where this moment is enough
to fill a dozen more lifetimes
While twice as many rhymes
could never capture this scene
of an Antarctica so serene
painted with Her wintery palette
For now I forget each regret
I have ever felt
like a lonely icicle melt
freeing all these pent up tears
Left flowing through the years
as I watch the penguin parade
this intrepid cavalcade
climb their frozen summit
Right before they again plummet ...
alone here on the icy bluff
where this moment is enough
to fill a dozen more lifetimes
While twice as many rhymes
could never capture this scene
of an Antarctica so serene
painted with Her wintery palette
For now I forget each regret
I have ever felt
like a lonely icicle melt
freeing all these pent up tears
Left flowing through the years
as I watch the penguin parade
this intrepid cavalcade
climb their frozen summit
Right before they again plummet ...
#silence
#snow
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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Enveloped
I love to find myself tucked away
up here high upon a shelf
able to say all I long to say
alone with no one but myself
With mountains that surround
cathedrals of grey craggy stone
echoing a soft silent sound
so that I may now atone
For both sacrament and sin
start at very same place
where they can end and begin
to return then finally replace
Under a blanket of winter snow
wrapped safe here all about
I again seek all I that did know
before these wild winds of doubt
Feeling this power of...
up here high upon a shelf
able to say all I long to say
alone with no one but myself
With mountains that surround
cathedrals of grey craggy stone
echoing a soft silent sound
so that I may now atone
For both sacrament and sin
start at very same place
where they can end and begin
to return then finally replace
Under a blanket of winter snow
wrapped safe here all about
I again seek all I that did know
before these wild winds of doubt
Feeling this power of...
#silence
#nature
#snow
#confessional
#WritingPoetry
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Left Unspoken
For a poet, I surprise myself
tuck my words up on the shelf
safely out of reach
where they dare do no harm
Yet silence (when properly unsaid)
is its own sort of violence
piercing the night
with a barbed blade
Slicing ever deep
as if meant to keep
some vendetta
settle some score
Leaving a lasting scar
or to otherwise mar
the script of this passion play
in a most indelible way
As I again make a choice
to set aside my voice
let nothing
now pronounce everything
tuck my words up on the shelf
safely out of reach
where they dare do no harm
Yet silence (when properly unsaid)
is its own sort of violence
piercing the night
with a barbed blade
Slicing ever deep
as if meant to keep
some vendetta
settle some score
Leaving a lasting scar
or to otherwise mar
the script of this passion play
in a most indelible way
As I again make a choice
to set aside my voice
let nothing
now pronounce everything
#anger
#silence
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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Silently
Silence is the white light
of sound" ~ Joy Harjo
I seek to escape the violence
immerse myself in a silence
an inspiration of my own creation
of my own design
Every dark omen or bright sign
has its chosen place
has its hidden face
that it seeks to reveal
Within these moments I steal
I step out of the blinding light
delve again into the night
where lighting and noise avoid
To this sacred space devoid
of any drowning sound ...
of sound" ~ Joy Harjo
I seek to escape the violence
immerse myself in a silence
an inspiration of my own creation
of my own design
Every dark omen or bright sign
has its chosen place
has its hidden face
that it seeks to reveal
Within these moments I steal
I step out of the blinding light
delve again into the night
where lighting and noise avoid
To this sacred space devoid
of any drowning sound ...
#silence
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#MyInspiration
#WritingPoetry
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Seclusion
I am so often still so proud
still here alone in this crowd
claiming my very own place
in a world empty of vacant space
Having all that I will ever need
listening to all that I now heed
I trust just in my breath
to silence both life and death
For moments sheltered from time
find their new home here in rhyme
where the words can then share
their own truth with such flair
Where the wisdom of the ages
reveals itself within blank pages
with every purposeful spill
from my most reticent quill
...
still here alone in this crowd
claiming my very own place
in a world empty of vacant space
Having all that I will ever need
listening to all that I now heed
I trust just in my breath
to silence both life and death
For moments sheltered from time
find their new home here in rhyme
where the words can then share
their own truth with such flair
Where the wisdom of the ages
reveals itself within blank pages
with every purposeful spill
from my most reticent quill
...
#silence
#confessional
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry
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Serenity
Brightly calm and engraved in
Nights of shades and colors,
Thunderstorms,
signs of cold temper,
meadowlands concealed to
Glance of shimmers,
The smell of ginger,
Cocoa and caramel,
Warm kisses,
Alludes coolness of flowers
Endowed sparkles of your eyes
Pierced into my soul and evoked a smile,
Our encounters on this floor,
Sacred,
As we contemplate
vibrations that our body radiates,
Signals of electric mind,
As we cuddle up,
falling asleep in each other’s gasp,
Nights of shades and colors,
Thunderstorms,
signs of cold temper,
meadowlands concealed to
Glance of shimmers,
The smell of ginger,
Cocoa and caramel,
Warm kisses,
Alludes coolness of flowers
Endowed sparkles of your eyes
Pierced into my soul and evoked a smile,
Our encounters on this floor,
Sacred,
As we contemplate
vibrations that our body radiates,
Signals of electric mind,
As we cuddle up,
falling asleep in each other’s gasp,
#love
#kindness
#silence #philosophical
#silence #philosophical
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Silence
Silence is like emptiness
it can fill a room
fill a home
fill a life ...
It
stands alone
as if to atone
for some particular nothing
Only the vowed monks
truly know why
even the pale sky
shares this eternal mum
Kept under thumb
in hidden texts
protected by sects
of the robed taciturn
It is a strange dialect
I do seek
to comfortably speak
in all of its translations
it can fill a room
fill a home
fill a life ...
It
stands alone
as if to atone
for some particular nothing
Only the vowed monks
truly know why
even the pale sky
shares this eternal mum
Kept under thumb
in hidden texts
protected by sects
of the robed taciturn
It is a strange dialect
I do seek
to comfortably speak
in all of its translations
#silence
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Silence
Silence does have its own sound
if you listen to the ground
listen to the night
anticipating
It is the voice of solitude
of focus
the call of death
in between each breath
Reminds us to pause
to examine the cause
behind all things...
behind all of the noise
Put down our toys
our distracting devices
turn away from our vices
to sit alone with ourselves
As each one of us delves
ever deep
into that place
we remain so afraid to face
if you listen to the ground
listen to the night
anticipating
It is the voice of solitude
of focus
the call of death
in between each breath
Reminds us to pause
to examine the cause
behind all things...
behind all of the noise
Put down our toys
our distracting devices
turn away from our vices
to sit alone with ourselves
As each one of us delves
ever deep
into that place
we remain so afraid to face
#LifeStruggles
#silence
#confessional
#meditation
#SelfDiscovery
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