Silence Is.
Silence is eraser shavings.
It is the space in-between a smile and a goodbye. A word and the page it is no longer on.
Silence is a mouth interrupted. A hug halfway through. An arm around the waist for a second.
It is the last three words of a sentence cut short. Because no one was listening anyway.
Silence is an unsent letter.
It is signing your name by listening too hard.
Silence is a siren on what must be a busy street, the clatter of what must’ve been a misplaced dish, the beep beep beep of a dial tone.
Silence is when you hear the most
Because you’re listening so hard
For something else.
Comments
I bow before your use of metaphor! profound!
Thank you, that means a lot.
– imagineation
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Congratulations! :-)
Thank you!
– imagineation
excellent write,
‘It is the last three words of a sentence cut short. Because no one was listening anyway.’
We really only want to be heard, so much feeling here.
The agony and the wisdom. Beyond words.
like always, your writing leaves me speechless.
it is superb!!
it is like bliss in a tiring day. : )
Congratulations you have been featured by Inspired by Life
Charmiene & Becca
Silence is presence…
Awesome ways to describe silence.