Sunday, July 1, 2012
The silence
Affirmation and conformation
Deciphering beats
Are you pissed at me?
There is no need to be
Was that a tune on deaf ears?
A message left in a bottle
The text legible here and there
Everyone has problems
Even on a beach in paradise
Redemption applies some assume
Drenched in yesterdays
The Manipulation of quiet
Deciphering silence
Big dreams and hope remain
Scattered in ripped up pieces
Tossed about like ice cubes
Broken little stories
In a big distorted picture
A silent movie played in slow motion
Recycling emptiness
Irritating
silent subtleties
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5 comments:
This ... and Walking With Dress Shoes On are your best poems to date (just my selfish opinion).
Recycling emptiness...nice!
Thank you Neil. That means a lot coming from you.....thank you Anonymous for your comment as well...
Broken little stories...nice touch :)
I am happy you like the words even when they are broken....Maybe Norah Jones can sing about it someday....
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