Acrostic

Obmutescence
Staring at my phone, regret seeps in I know I’ve messed up, my soul heavy with sin Let's talk this over, don’t let this be the end Every second apart feels like it’ll never mend No calls, no texts, just empty, hollow nights Cuts through my heart, silence sharper than knives Eternal silent treatment, where love slowly dies __________________________________________
By Dharrsheena Raja Segarran2 years ago in Poets
Chill Pill
Silence is hard to achieve when your mind is overthinking Is it time to chill with my homies? Looking at social media gets me overwhelmed
By Mariann Carroll2 years ago in Poets
Let all mortal flesh . Top Story - September 2024.
Sit here, on this rock. Imagine the messages Left by moss and ants, Etched and notched and grooved. Noiseless inscriptions
By Sonia Heidi Unruh2 years ago in Poets
The Scream Within
Standing as I gazed out across the fjord at Ekeberg, I beheld the sky turn red as that of the blood that runs through my veins
By Paul Stewart2 years ago in Poets
remember this
standing, thigh high in snow, in unison, we turned, mother and I, like two tuning forks leaned in toward vibration every deer in earshot could hear our steps and hear them stop
By Jen Parkhill “JP”2 years ago in Poets
The Quiet Barber - the Poem
Sit with me in the chair while I cut your hair; I will listen to you but not say a word. Let me coax your follicles into ordered shapes;
By Rachel Deeming2 years ago in Poets
Gone
Silently sobbing Inside bereft Lonley, forlorn Everywhere ... nothing Nothing to cling to, to hold Coffin just sits there
By Andrew C McDonald2 years ago in Poets
Ephemerality Upon the Blue
She floats upon the deep blue instilled with a tranquility to rival the night sky, listing starboard to peer into her reflection -
By Amanda Starks2 years ago in Poets
Precious Pause
Stillness. Incredible how still and quiet…how I wish it could be longer. Lingering, suspended pause. Everyone is out, busily doing things,
By Lisbeth Stewart2 years ago in Poets
Outside the Box
Synchronized movement without making a sound Is a skill only a few possess. Limbs and torso acting out a narrative, Encaptures the essence of storytelling without words.
By Christina DeFeo2 years ago in Poets
Silence
Serious Intentional Listening Engaging Noticing Cues Everywhere
By J.W. Baird2 years ago in Poets
In The Still of The Night
Sounds slither away as darkness falls, Isolating frequencies make it free for all. Listening to nothing while hearing everything,
By Christina DeFeo2 years ago in Poets