Wind Chimes

      The silence is pure,

        The silence is evil.

It makes me feel unsure,

But the silence is peaceful.

It makes me wonder,

"What is it like to hear?"

Hear the wind chimes and thunder.

To let peace and evil into my deafened ears?

But it's too late for sound,

The sense has been lost.

Taken by thunder,

The wind chimes are gone.

Author's Note

Experimenting with poetry. In this poem, I try to describe the perspective of a deaf person.

Reviews

[Brenden Taylor]

A nice write, man. I dig the concept of the deaf person acknowledging that he or she is deaf and thus allowing said person to become somewhat of a spectator of their own malady. I also like the contrast you present between the light sound of the wind chimes and the heavy sound of thunder.

Overall, a great poem.

Peace,
Brenden

[Joe Shetina]

I love it. Be proud.

[Ace D Portgas]

Well I must say it was a good experiment...A very good poem and I think it told a very good POV from a deaf person's POV

Loved the rhyme scheme and flow

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

I can tell and imagine it so well done :)

[Becky C Strukamp]

I believe you succeeded in your quest. Excellent poem.

[Miss Marie Riorden.]

Very well captured. The first stanza, in my opinion, is the best. I love how you turn around and contradict what you said in the first line. Because being deaf has to have both been good and bad for the person. Good read

-Marie-

[Darksummerswind]

Wow. You have a nack for poetry.

[Luciole]

Wow. This is a really great poem. You should try to make some more, this is great.

[Gobinder Singh Dhindsa]

Great.... What a feeling and emotions... I salute you... Keep it up!