Monday, February 6, 2017

Spoken Silence

The winds whisper
Ripples the river
The trees giggle
Echoes a fiddle
Melody plays
Momentary gaze
Zephyr wind whistles
Rose and thistles
Drumbeat of my heart  
Thunders as we depart
Emmaus road lays behind
Three cords twined
Hay stacks stoically stand
Bethels on the farmland
East wind whispers
Past names and figures
Teardrops caress and memories blister
Shadows dance a morose ballet
Words betray
Orchestra notes crack like mirrors
A thousand diamonds flicker in rivers
On Terabithia’s bridge
Forest murmurs a ghostly pitch
Spoken silence speaks
Stories written under mountain peaks
Time’s carved lines upon stone
Strength sown
Softly moans
The woodland writes
Under northern lights
The minstrel marks
Codes on the bark
Read by storytellers and skylarks
The winds whisper.

By Shannon McKemie
11-09-07
Reworked 02-04-2017


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