Tag Archive | Silence
I am still haunted When god rent the temple curtain And my father’s silence crashed into my world, Rupturing a heart still carrying his blood Silence engulfing my soul. I held his limp, stained hand Hands once carpenter strong, Withered flower, Heart hushed, Stilled by skeleton fingers That hadn’t smoldered in the ashtray for decades, […]
I wish to understand my wife The way an old couple converses, Stories revealed in the flash of eyes dark as teak, Volumes understood in the silence between kisses, Epics communicated in pursed lips, Affection shared in light caresses of fingertips More connection than newlyweds share in a Thousand whirlwind conversations More understood in silence […]
I want to feel the emotion in the Secret prayers of the bent woman with Throbbing eyelids, Dowager uncoiling rickety bones, Stretching stubborn joints Extended obstinate serpent spine until fingers Searching for the love promised by this White Jesus, White for history scorns swarthy ancestry, Obliterates contributions of the tawny woman, ebony man, Strokes White […]
I want to see through the mind of the artists Spitting ink over their hands Handprints reaching to the future proclaiming, I Am! We are! That, in the deepest darkness Created the cave paintings Tawny Deer with vacant eye Dun horse with raven tresses Bird head man dancing with bison Deep in the lungs of […]
I want to know the secret Behind the silent smiles of flowers Growing in the ravines between skyscrapers, Smiles unheard by the eyes of the Frenzied apes scurrying into the office buildings, Artificial light, Stale air, Perpetual erections piercing the pink morning light, Scratching white wounds in the blue sky, Edifices the architect designed not […]
I want to dwell in the quiet following passion When panting subsides into satisfied murmurs Purring kittens interlaced in a basket Spent lovers allowing air pockets to form between burning bodies Maintaining heart connection in sweaty legs intertwined, Dancers in lingering embrace long after The last note of the song disappears into Serenity.
I seek to exhume the words sacrificed by the poet, Reconstruct images she carved away When extracting the bloodied poem from the birth canal A thousand, thousand breaths ago A leper crumbling under the ravages of time Even poetry can lose its luster when Shoved from the quiet windows of the heart Into dissonant classrooms Seeking ‘correct’ interpretation Common understanding […]