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too damn quiet
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failure to cope silence
has a meaning all its own
listening to breaths
that are mine alone.
stillness
isn't always peace
emptiness of the sleeping chamber
each whining breath a release.
moths
flutter circles around a solitary fixture
soft glow distills the nostalgia
not unlike hugging someone's picture.
numbness
impossible to achieve
in spite of every vile elixir
so i stay up and read.
company
long past having guests and hosts
it is sufficiently late
that now all visitors are ghosts.
It is too damn quiet
This poem reminds me of the solitude of the night, with much expectation we listen to every sound and hope it's friendly visitor. Exploring your senses about the quiet world you live in at night; makes a person fear for their solitude. What dreams what imagery exists
to haunt us at daybreak. Great poem and very concise outlay and reading. Brilliant, A very good and interesting read.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
your words are too kind :)
your words are too kind :)
"...all visitors are ghosts..."
Good title - too damn quiet. This poem approaches the reality of an insomnia night with it's vile elyxirs - nice tone transporting us to your mindset ~Stella~
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thanks stella, your words are
thanks stella, your words are too kind as always :)