Friday, November 18, 2005

The Trend

I was once a burning
Sun -
I had words for everything.

Now
I simply use
Wordlessness to replace my
Words

12 comments:

Anonymous Poet said...

A sad kind of exhaustion.

. : A : . said...

Beautifully sad.

Adrian Neibauer said...

I, too, have felt wordless these last few weeks. It is amazing how poetry (at least for me) ebbs and flows. I love how you express your silence...well done!

Casablanca said...

Sometimes its just too tiring to look for the right words....

{illyria} said...

but what wonderful wordlessness it is. i could listen and listen and listen. or in this case, read and read and read.

:..M..: said...

Anonymous Poet - I'm not exhausted, actually. Surprised that many people thought that! I just think I've moved on from one thing to another.

.:A:. - Beautifully sad - a phrase I'm reading quite often in comment boxes these days!

stan laurel - Thanks :)

Casablanca - I'm thinking you derived another meaning from the poem; I'm glad you did. Although, I would like to refer you back to Anon's comment I posted. :)

transience - You are too kind with your words. Thank you. :)

EGO SVM CAROLVS said...

Mysteriously silent. Silently mysterious. I dig that. :)

keed said...

this is real. i declare a day of silence.

Anonymous said...

That silence echos with the deft way you captured it in your hand.

Blue Athena said...

sometimes
we mistake silence
for wordlessness
and assume
it’ll convey all
in the wake
of failed words…

:)

:..M..: said...

CAROLVS - *grin* I ought to practise blushing!

Billy - If you've said something beyond one or two words, it has gotto be a well written piece!

silvermoon - Thanks for having described it so. But somehow I do not deserve it.

Blue Athena - Oh my. That's so true. I am honestly stumped.

Anonymous said...

Sometimes the most profound messages are expressed in silence or with a blank page.