Spoken from Silence

Stark white paper and midnight ink,

sun lit pale yellow plaster,

big drop rain flowing rivulets in the street

and your hair twirling in curves of fine silver;

against the tide of violence

something spoken from silence

like an arrow parting the air

with the sharpened point of love.

 


 


8 Responses to “Spoken from Silence”

  1. gloria says:

    Don, I have written many poems from this space and about this space and as usual, you have captured the soft and yet dramatic essence of silence. As in the 60’s it was “the Sound of Silence”!!! Thank YOU.

  2. Athena Coleman says:

    You truly are an artist.

  3. David Banner says:

    Into the despair of the world comes the arrow of Love…yes!!!!

  4. Bill Dare says:

    Gratitude, Brother.

  5. Pichay says:

    Hello silence, my old friend,
    I’ve come to listen once again,
    to my poet friend’s inspired pen

    …thank you, Don.

  6. Xavier Coleman says:

    Thank you Don! Your poetic expression always deepens my reverence for the unseen behind the visible world of form.

  7. A nice reminder that behind it the All that is , is
    waiting in silence

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