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A Poem by Penlady
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The sound of silence

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There are times

when the very air

seems a message,

like the sound of crickets

though I know not there

And lifting fragrances

ghostlike, appear

And in mid silence

silence is not

I wonder how

these sounds are caught

in life's net oér the years

When alone, yet not alone

awakened from dreams

that seem to direct from within

stories that confuse

no clear pattern seen,

And I wonder as I wonder

Just what, and if, it means

anything!

No emotion felt in all

a humming breeze

a fitful wind

some far off call

heard simply

in the silence!



© 2016 Penlady



Author's Note

Penlady
Life is so full of music and joy until it isn't and then one must enjoy the memories and go on to make more!

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I was left thinking of echoes ...and unshared heartbeats...

Posted 1 Year Ago


Penlady

1 Year Ago

...so nice and glad to read you again....i'll be writing more....yes, exactly! Echoes are forever, r.. read more

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Added on May 25, 2016
Last Updated on May 25, 2016
Tags: silence, alone, memories, reality of life

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Penlady
Penlady

Pittsburgh, PA



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Writing is what I do every day in some form...jotting ideas, editing a memoir I'm working on, writing poetry...I'd rather write or read than eat...it is my sustenance...my first article was printed in.. more..

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