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Seren
Seren
Apr 04, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Silence Issues

the trees now lay
deluded in their thrall,
in the blood and chaos
of a blackened corpse 

after reading the ashes
on the ground
they offered nothing
but spirals of smoke

the dog has been
long buried
the leash and collar,
rust in the dirt
as soil encrusts it
in our anguish

glass shards
of a glittering face
scattered
with the four winds,
and nary a whisper

the silence of heaven
and depth of hell,
now cast no reflection
the mirrors are silent

and without a ripple
I issue invitation,
as quiet finds me

 

— Seren, Apr 04, 2010

About This Poem

About the Author

Region, Country: Beyond the Black Stump..Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Pablo Neruda, P.K.Page, W.H.Auden, to many and various to include them all ...

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C

CyberSpace

16 years 2 months ago

lucky you told me what this

lucky you told me what this is about orsmly clever i have to say love hubby xoxoxoxoxoxox
xena465

xena465

16 years 2 months ago

Hi Jayne. It’s good to be

Hi Jayne. It's good to be back and thank you very much for everything. What a poem to come back to, to read! I particularly like the way you describe the remains of the poor dog, you know my love of animals. I love the way it takes us through all the events, but still you manange to find quiet amid the calamity. Sheer genius Jayne. Rosina xena465
Seren

Seren

16 years 2 months ago

Dear Xena

some who read this may realise where it came from ... I think you read the first poem in this series cant be a hundred percent sure its part two of another write ... the dog isnt a dog its a metaphor for something else I will leave it at that I am going to see if anyone gets the reference so good to have you back dear one it was a much quieter Neo without your presense lvoe JayCee x x x
O

Orphani

16 years 2 months ago

Emotional turmoil-death, a

Emotional turmoil-death, a renewal, and sense of peace. A reconciliation with ones inner self is how I read the intense imagery in this triumphant victory dance of the spirit. I got a break. Ann is on her twelfth load of laundry.I still can't quite figure out how we generate that much laundry since we've been naked for two weeks, but I guess it's a woman thing. Love B
Seren

Seren

16 years 2 months ago

Dear B

there was no death(yet) ... death of something else ...this is the second write of another write though as a poem it stands on its own so I didnt put 2 or three just a whole new title lmfao @ 12 loads of washing my god you guys are cracking me the hell up here ... tell her not to overdo it and save some energy for ... other things lol ;) and I think your right its a woman thing I wash everything lmao love and big hugs to you both JayCee x x
Seren

Seren

16 years 2 months ago

Dear Annie

thanks so much for the read there is a silence of peace in this one but a different sort to the norm I guess you could say ... love JayCee
Geezer

Geezer

16 years 2 months ago

Silence...

The peace that silence brings, [or is it the silence that peace brings?] is what makes us rejuvenated, and ready to take on the world again. Some of us never find the respite, to heal, and come back for another round. I too, liked the dog and collar lines. I had my Rugby cremated. His collar, a 'Beggin' Treat' and a favorite toy, are with him, in the box on my dresser. When I see it, I remember the good times we had, and feel the love and and peace he brought me. Strange isn't, how we find comfort? Life and death, the emotional-turmoil, as orphani says. Great write! ~ Gee
Seren

Seren

16 years 2 months ago

one and both I guess Gee

one and both I guess Gee through my life I couldnt be described as a peaceful person I was always running here or there like a madwoman and eventually when time and life slowed me down ... I found a peace I never knew exsisted just sitting back and taking the time to take the world in and sometimes its like I see it for the first time everytime ... I love life what more can I say thanks for your comment its much appreciated (huggles) my new yawker mate love JayCee
Seren

Seren

16 years 2 months ago

Dear Ephy

thank you I do appreciate the read and the comment this ones a bit obscure not sure whos going to twig but someone will love JayCee
M

Millage

16 years 2 months ago

Hi JC

I think this is one of your best Hun. Absolutely superb! :-) Much love Millage x
Seren

Seren

16 years 2 months ago

Dear Mile Man

how the heck are you good to see you just commented on one of yours lol glad you liked it ... superb is just so ... superb lol love that word many thanks my friend love JayCee
Seren

Seren

16 years 2 months ago

no you can uncover your eyes

no you can uncover your eyes hun dont often write those types of poems but everynow and then I write a couple lol this one follows a poem that I dont think you would have read hun was written months ago I think it was before you were here so dont feel bad if you cant connect it thanks for the read love JayCee x x