silence

the eerie quiet of solace
breaks away from trembled
air. silence calls, stirring
night's darkened form.
stirring, waking, dreaming
in a realm of empty sound.
echoes form, saying nothing,
repeated in muted tones.
aching sorrow cries. alone,
darkness weeps.
silence embraces all,
hushing the light of day.

Comments

  1. I'm guessing it quiet for a change last night when your roomates went off to see Harry Potter :)

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  2. Oh yes, it was marvelous until about 4 am :)

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