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Echoing Silence —
I'm back with a new piece. This piece represents a new step in my writing, I have experimented with new structure, tense and removed intentional rhyming. The poem is a story, following two strangers... One which took me a long time to prepare and develop, to experiment and create. This is because the meaning of this poem is something to which I hold dear... I hope you enjoy.
Two strangers stand,
locking eyes on the street.
Not a sound is made.
While phone numbers exchange.
A park bench, a couple and five ducks.
Flocking to bread which flies in the calm,
with hands held softly, against the bench.
Still air shivering chills down spines.
Wrapped in each other’s arms,
a man and woman lie, tucked in bed.
Not speaking a word, gazing
into each other’s soul,
eyes full of bliss.
A wife, now happily wed.
A husband, just the same.
Sway to the music,
playing in both of their heads.
Five years passed, a fight in their hands.
While accusations fly, bringing tears to eyes.
Hearts shatter, though not from the fight
but the long following silence.
A realisation of ignorance, or the fearing of loss?
Years later, apologetic words stutter.
Pleas, seeking forgiveness.
Though, these words do little
compared with the words left unsaid.
So, you see:
It is not the words that we speak,
those we mumble or beg.
That hold our sincerity, the meaning in our head.
For, power comes not only from the words we express.
It is the entire lack of them,
that brings a moment its truth.
This is the echoing silence,
that rings between your ears.
~ M. J. Parker, Crux
Well written
Thank you Graham 😊
Love
Thank you 😊
This shook me to my core. Thank you for posting.
I'm glad you liked it 😊