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W o r d s
The word into the world
becomes backwards
their ways of being change
sometimes they are silent
sometimes they scream
inside there is a deafness
a space, that can make people listen
I'm just not sure how to make them hear me...
Wednesday 23rd December 2020 1:37 am
Don’t Walk In Anger
I twist in the night, in anger.
I wake in the morning, in anger.
I know the dreams are just dreams
but the aching is tangible,
it’s at the forefront that I can’t shake.
It’s too early to feel this way, with holes punctured through the heart.
A feeling that I’ve been used as target practice.
Congratulations, you’ve won…
You’ve robbed me yet again from waking with the deli...
Wednesday 2nd December 2020 4:18 am
The First Week
A solitary pigeon perches on a telegraph pole
And sings her call.
Other than that, the world is quiet.
The constant rush of rubber on tarmac
Has finally ceased.
Gone, the mechanical birds, bees and bugs
Filling the air with their droning busyness.
The warm wind has dropped,
Hushing the rustling.
And even the neighbourhood dogs respect the silence,
Sleeping soundly.
...Wednesday 19th August 2020 1:51 pm
A Lullaby of Loss
(Inspired by Death With Dignity, Sufjan Stevens)
Stoic and sober silence, I can feel you,
Like a blanket draped 'round me
When I'm down with flu.
Why don't you speak?
Decimated dreams, I can see you
Even in the stark bleak.
The color of coal.
When will you heal?
Whispers of floating phantoms, I can hear you,
When you hover over my cot
And sing a berceuse.
Why did you stop?
Flowers p...
Wednesday 22nd July 2020 11:11 am
We Don’t Talk About That
Telepathically, your thoughts race over me
They strike during the early morning hours
It’s that time again
But we won’t talk about that now
We’ll say so much that will fit in
The space between the silence
But those days where we lit up the sky
We won’t talk about that now
But the fantasies creep in
Some days, or most days,
On what we’ve done behind locked d...
Saturday 23rd May 2020 2:17 pm
full
There is no more room
for any more
silence
in my home
or my heart
Thursday 7th May 2020 7:05 pm
Music in me.
Music floats
Through my veins,
Brings me back to
What I am.
I sing and sing again
To kill the silence outside.
My songs, directly from my heart,
My hard chords,
A resistance
Of all what's forbidden.
My passion resists
In the middle of sounds
And chaos.
©️ By Magical whispers
Friday 13th March 2020 11:10 pm
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