Soft Hum of Thoughts ...A Poem at Midnight
the silence of silence. It was my own silence.
― Sylvia Plath
I know it well.
I know the quiet creaking
Of my parent’s house,
The sudden hush
Before a downpour of rain…
The absence of a friend
Who won’t return again.
I know the dark silence
Of your eyes
The midnight watches
Of regrets and whispers.
I’m not afraid to be alone
With ghosts or lightning…
It’s my own silence
I find frightening.
@johnjgeddes, Life is filled with the Dual Games and the most painful aspect of life is, The Phase Of Dark Night 🌃 Of The Soul. Stay blessed.
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I'm one acquainted with the night, lol...Thanks, @chireerocks
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Love Sylvia Plath ..... I actually did a term paper in college about her life and her works .
I agree, @anonymity5 - I always seem to quote from her and Atwood :)
I adore that moment of stillness before the skies open up.
But the dark silence from your eyes is quite disembodying ...
Thanks
The silence I "enjoy" these days is tinnitus... :O
😄😇😉
ha ha, sometimes a tolerable side effect of a joyful noise
Ha ha, sometimes a
Tolerable side effect
Of a joyful noise
- johnjgeddes
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