Silence
I am tired
of evading
you.
Was that
your plan
all along,
to outwait me,
knowing
that sooner
or later
after all that
one-sided
conversation
and rumpus
I’d need a drink
of water
and take
by sweet accident
a sip
of you.
January 7, 2013 by Rosemerry
Silence
I am tired
of evading
you.
Was that
your plan
all along,
to outwait me,
knowing
that sooner
or later
after all that
one-sided
conversation
and rumpus
I’d need a drink
of water
and take
by sweet accident
a sip
of you.
Posted in Uncategorized | Tagged poem, poetry, silence, stillness, surrender | 3 Comments
I’m probably not reading this right, but I can’t tell if this is intended as an apostrophe to Silence, or if silence is merely the condition at the start. It’s just the lack of punctuation that confuses me. Is it,
Silence,
I am tired
of evading
you.
….or is it,
Silence.
I am tired
of evading
you.
Great title:)
You are so right, the comma is needed for apostrophe …
Well, there can certainly be worse things to be “in the water” than Silence.
Hmmm… these lines from Coleridge have sprung to mind:
Water, water everywhere
And all the boards did shrink.
Water, water everywhere
Nor any drop to drink.
What might that say about evading Silence?