Poems About Silence by Top Critiquers
#silence
Unspoken
There are those times
Moments
When words have been exhausted
There's an unspoken need
That languishes between lovers
Bursting at the seams with want
Yet sitting on one's hands quietly
It's then I write you
Uncertainty waiting to hear back
Then what feels like a lifetime
You respond
Only a few words
Enough though to help me believe
It's all for something
Intimacy
Beautiful silence
An allowance to be
Moments
When words have been exhausted
There's an unspoken need
That languishes between lovers
Bursting at the seams with want
Yet sitting on one's hands quietly
It's then I write you
Uncertainty waiting to hear back
Then what feels like a lifetime
You respond
Only a few words
Enough though to help me believe
It's all for something
Intimacy
Beautiful silence
An allowance to be
#love
#silence
#faith
#lover
#sensual
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a love, in quietude.

#love
#BDSM
#silence
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61 Comments
Watching Balls Drop
Every December 31st
I’m at home watching the ball drop
While people are celebrating, dancing and kissing
I’m under the covers intrigued with WAP
(Writing A Poem)
I was never much of a clubgoer or reveler
I’ve always been a homebody
Perhaps I should make it a goal to visit Time Square
Freeze my ass off for bit, live a little and party
I like being at home remembering the old days
When fireworks and music would fill the night
But that was the old country and now in it’s place
Is being cozy in bed snacking and...
I’m at home watching the ball drop
While people are celebrating, dancing and kissing
I’m under the covers intrigued with WAP
(Writing A Poem)
I was never much of a clubgoer or reveler
I’ve always been a homebody
Perhaps I should make it a goal to visit Time Square
Freeze my ass off for bit, live a little and party
I like being at home remembering the old days
When fireworks and music would fill the night
But that was the old country and now in it’s place
Is being cozy in bed snacking and...
#happiness
#hope
#inspirational
#silence
#aging
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Solace
The soundlessness of winter
Deafens my cries
Deafens my cries
#grief
#BestFriend
#winter #silence
#winter #silence
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Ghosts of Stars
As long as night
Exists
We shall
Never be homeless
For this night
Is ours:
A vault
Of
Stars
Or
A starless afar
Extended
Into
Afars with ghosts of stars.
Exists
We shall
Never be homeless
For this night
Is ours:
A vault
Of
Stars
Or
A starless afar
Extended
Into
Afars with ghosts of stars.
#silence
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Highway Of Tears
So many missing and murdered indigenous women
did they deserve to die the way these people have?
mothers, daughters, sisters, aunts and grandmothers
some would blame their at risk lifestyle and other crap
At risk lifestyles from being oppressed for many years
Alcoholics? Yes. Prostitues? Yes. Drug addicts? Yes
deserving of less respect because that is all they knew?
no, they deserved better because of their addictions
These women deserved love, kindness, support and help
but aboriginals in Canada seldom get that kind of luxury ...
did they deserve to die the way these people have?
mothers, daughters, sisters, aunts and grandmothers
some would blame their at risk lifestyle and other crap
At risk lifestyles from being oppressed for many years
Alcoholics? Yes. Prostitues? Yes. Drug addicts? Yes
deserving of less respect because that is all they knew?
no, they deserved better because of their addictions
These women deserved love, kindness, support and help
but aboriginals in Canada seldom get that kind of luxury ...
#death
#shadows
#silence
#tragedy
#suffering
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2 Comments
The Heavy Lightness of Water
Each swig of solitude
A breath less from death,
Drinking to absent friends
One day the bottle will rise to me.
Summer is now a tourist:
A buckled deck chair rehearses its return
Crumpled against shadows of the palest sun.
Cathedrals of veiled water fall as weeping brides.
On other side of the village
The Luftwaffe unloaded lonely bomb,
Crater housed Gods of still small voices –
Until they built a car park.
Touring a Monastic and Mauna museum
Vowed to hang silence on souvenir walls,
Further...
A breath less from death,
Drinking to absent friends
One day the bottle will rise to me.
Summer is now a tourist:
A buckled deck chair rehearses its return
Crumpled against shadows of the palest sun.
Cathedrals of veiled water fall as weeping brides.
On other side of the village
The Luftwaffe unloaded lonely bomb,
Crater housed Gods of still small voices –
Until they built a car park.
Touring a Monastic and Mauna museum
Vowed to hang silence on souvenir walls,
Further...
#silence
#LifeCycle
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10 Comments
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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I like black and white photography ...
I like black and white photography,
There is a nudity of subtle feelings,
There is no color, only a whisper,
In the moment of frozen hands ...
And a look that stopped time,
Like a bridge between someone and a soul,
And day and night, not arguing with me,
Merged in that grace of the living ...
There everything is on a sigh and on the verge,
An unfinished fragile gesture,
And a heartbeat in one octave
Through the shadow that made its way into the light ...
There is a nudity of subtle feelings,
There is no color, only a whisper,
In the moment of frozen hands ...
And a look that stopped time,
Like a bridge between someone and a soul,
And day and night, not arguing with me,
Merged in that grace of the living ...
There everything is on a sigh and on the verge,
An unfinished fragile gesture,
And a heartbeat in one octave
Through the shadow that made its way into the light ...
#beauty
#night
#silence
#art
#emotions
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31 Comments
Falafel Distractions
Falafel Distractions
A burgundy sparkle is reflected in her dark eyes. Their lives are adrift in this culinary moment. They find solace in falafel distractions. Tofu sautéed in soy sauce provides the deception that it has a flavor of its own. Slippery words spill across the table to stain the empty canvas of their virginal encounter. First impression mirages glimmer across the linen tablecloth ocean. In the distance, a foghorn tells them they are too close to the shore and in danger of being shipwrecked. But they hold onto the ritual of dating like capsized sailors on life...
A burgundy sparkle is reflected in her dark eyes. Their lives are adrift in this culinary moment. They find solace in falafel distractions. Tofu sautéed in soy sauce provides the deception that it has a flavor of its own. Slippery words spill across the table to stain the empty canvas of their virginal encounter. First impression mirages glimmer across the linen tablecloth ocean. In the distance, a foghorn tells them they are too close to the shore and in danger of being shipwrecked. But they hold onto the ritual of dating like capsized sailors on life...
#loneliness
#romantic
#silence
#alcohol
#food
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Meet Me Here
in the
aftermath of lovemaking
we make new love
basking in serene silence
at love's twilight
where the Sun and the horizon
meet and greet in their eternal dance
as the sky kisses the ocean and
the sea kisses the shore
eye kiss you in delightful honor
of the cycle of love
aftermath of lovemaking
we make new love
basking in serene silence
at love's twilight
where the Sun and the horizon
meet and greet in their eternal dance
as the sky kisses the ocean and
the sea kisses the shore
eye kiss you in delightful honor
of the cycle of love
#love
#silence
#nature #patience
#nature #patience
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5 Comments
Between Beats
rhythmic bass
pause
repetitive
fading vibration
between pulses
each beat of the drum
defining the silence
(C)2023 Raibeart Bruis
pause
repetitive
fading vibration
between pulses
each beat of the drum
defining the silence
(C)2023 Raibeart Bruis
#silence
#music
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DU Poetry : Poems About Silence by Top Critiquers