Ruffling Feathers

Silence in the sea;
beneath the waves and wind
quiet of the voiceless deep.
Presence without words
teaching change,
mood and temperament,
arriving full with joy, departing
not a backward glance.
Rocks drink this knowledge,
creatures within and above,
me as young as grass
beginning the long courtship.
Each day listening, watching
as wind lifts the flooding wave,
ebb tide swirls and boils,
sounds of gull and rushing wing
and these words, only feathers ruffled
by the song written in silence.



Ruffling Feathers


9 Responses to “Ruffling Feathers”

  1. Bill Dare says:

    Thanks Don… I Love it when Silence Ruffles my thoughts.

  2. Anne Blaney says:

    I love this poem. It hits the sweet spot.. There’s nothing like a direct hit of beauty and timeless truth, which I note, comes through your words and your experience of that timeless pulse of the sea. Thank you for this.

  3. Teddy Gardner says:

    Your writing inspires me…thank you.

  4. Gene Latimer says:

    What a perfect offering into the Field when multi-faced Madness whips the surface reality about…

  5. dennis lopez says:

    a song written in silence!

  6. Elizabeth Nunn says:

    Perfect reminder.
    Perfect timing.

  7. tom wilson says:

    Lovely, Don

  8. david banner says:

    The outer word is roiling and ruffling and deep inside, it is silent……

  9. Maria Jimenez Frid says:

    There is silence at the center of the storm. Your poetic words touch my center. Thank you!

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