Deafening Silence

Silence. such a confused word

For even in mention, your name is heard

Like nothingness. 

How can I see or hear or feel nothing

when there is an aboutness

To oblivion?

Yet silence, to absence of sound

I feel inextricably bound

To you, engulfed by you.

it is comforting to at last rise above the tempest

Of heated thought, of sweltering emotions

Which stifle me so.

Above the tremors of the world

I soar towards your open arms 

Embraced, caressed by such tranquillity

A gentle breeze which cools my skin

On such a hot, tempered day.

It is here, I hear your silence.

A deafening quietness where

All pain, all sadness, all hope and joy 

Is lost to the gentle wind.

It is peaceful with you. 

Yet I cannot stay

Or stray too far away

For I have duties to fulfil.

The horizon stretches far ahead,

Above the living, below the dead

I must tread the path from which 

I had hitherto diverged.

Do not fret my dear.

Though I may leave your embrace

And fall back towards the earth

Clamorous and raucous

Know soon I will find you

Once again.       

   

Author's Note

RE-AMENDED EDITION

Reviews

[Emily B]

I see that father and son are both talented. Pleased to meet you.

[James McFadyen]

Thank you for your comment. it is nice to meet you too

[Eloha]

I spy a pinch of Keats in you, quite rare for young poets these days.

Your phrasing has a large fullness and capacity to evolve into velvet undergrounds of vast beauty.

[James McFadyen]

Wow thank you so much, I don't know if you can tell but I'm blushing behind my computer screen right now!

[John Alexander McFadyen]

It is here, I hear your silence.

A deafening quietness where

All pain, all sadness, all hope and joy

Is lost to the gentle wind.

This is an awesome stanza in a fantastic intellegent piece of poetry!!!

[Kaela]

This is quite lovely. Written with knowledge and depth. No one uses words like hitherto and I am at a loss as to why. I can drown in language such as that. Overall, beautiful write!