Silence

Silence

A Poem by linear
"

it is all that you imagine

"

In the midddle of winters night

the owl no longer hoots

for the tune is frozen to the beak

 

The trees shiver naked and bare

no sound is heard

no rustle of feret on the prowl

not a leaf disturbed

 

In the distance the city sleeps

waiting for the suns weak rays

to awaken man and beast

 

No car engines no toot toot of a lonely train

not a single plane in the star sky

no music from the all night cafe

 

And the sun woke up

to the first

silent day.

© 2012 linear


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I don't think I would like that very much actually, although here you have made it sound so frigid and pristine, a cold beauty, like sunlight on snow. I would miss the crickets & birds singing and the rustling of nearby furry things. Beautiful expression, but no, not as I would like to imagine my silence to be.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Corset

9 Years Ago

will have to look up Procals ...loved Ameica!
Corset

9 Years Ago

oh yeahhh! og course!!! never knew the name!
I love that song! Good one!
Corset

9 Years Ago

If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in fr.. read more



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this is exquisite imagery that flows beautifully both intellectually and visually.. it captivates you with such a gentle tone and sets this enchanting mood that reaches out and grabs the reader's attention until the very last silent breath.. impressive.. I thoroughly enjoyed this piece.. you are truly talented.. cannot wait to read more..

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I imagine the soft ashes falling like snow. The silent and surreal world in a sad and haunting beauty that is nothingness. Shadows cast only by the memory of what once was.

I love this. I truly love this.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh, this sounds quiet fascinating to read! Very beautiful imagery you`ve plotted here.. around your words. Liked it. Keep it up!

Posted 9 Years Ago


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linear

9 Years Ago

I've never asked nor will I ever ask anyone online for a rela...nor have I asked anyone for contact .. read more
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Wórdsmíth

9 Years Ago

It doesn`t matter you use this site regularly or not, what does matter is "how you use it". And, as .. read more
the poem tells of a cold and silent world...as if the world has stood still....no sound is heard but silentance....it bring to mind a scary thought that maybe some day the world will come to a stand still n there will be nothing left.

Posted 11 Years Ago


linear

11 Years Ago

You read well my thought, ......
I don't think I would like that very much actually, although here you have made it sound so frigid and pristine, a cold beauty, like sunlight on snow. I would miss the crickets & birds singing and the rustling of nearby furry things. Beautiful expression, but no, not as I would like to imagine my silence to be.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Corset

9 Years Ago

will have to look up Procals ...loved Ameica!
Corset

9 Years Ago

oh yeahhh! og course!!! never knew the name!
I love that song! Good one!
Corset

9 Years Ago

If music be the food of love
Then laughter is it's queen
And likewise if behind is in fr.. read more
Simply beautiful.. You've got a great style and manage to provoke a cold and soft emotion at the same time.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Oh yes, I've been where you took me.
Nicely penned.

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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