Poetry Blog by Marie-Anne (sound)
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Silence
The feather crashes to the ground.
On one leg stands a single crane.
The snow falls without a sound,
And birds quieten during the rain.
Awaiting words to read out loud,
To fill the silence like a shroud
Over my nose, eyes, mouth and ears.
If I don't feel, sound disappears.
There is no noise in the background
No more white stuff, hum or drumming:
The sound of nothing, black and round,
Knowledge of all that is...
Wednesday 7th January 2015 3:46 pm
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