Fay Slimm.

Language.

 

 

Language.

 

Yielding to stillness though

standing empty of words

I hope to hear hissing

of planets dancing in space,

to comprehend wind-songs

ether-speech orchestrates

and perceive faint chorus

from orbital worlds.

 

Feeling the throb of nature's

un-speak may my ears

catch the language of silent

flowers and understand

bird-talk or note scurried

soprano chatter as ants vie

with babbling controlto

of on-rushing streams.

 

Greeting life enjoying itself

in every form my deafness

gives voice in poetic tribute

to all, so-called, emptiness.

Comments8

  • dusk arising

    A lovely invitation for your reader to wonder what it would be like to be born wild into the wilderness where your every day is filled with the sounds of ... shall we say 'silence' and animal/birdsong. I'm sure the plantlife would be eminating some sort of signals with which one would empathise. After all, were we not in a more truthful harmony with our rural surroundings before the powerbase of organised religion (yes including the druids) made its demands upon our mentality.

    • Fay Slimm.

      Yes the sounds of silence are there and waiting to be understood - - thank you for perusing my few words on Language and so pleased it took you to whys, wheres and hows - - I really appreciate your generous comment dear D.A.

    • Joker Green

      This one speaks to my heart.

      • Fay Slimm.

        Ah - what an honour J.G. to know my few lines speak to your heart and thank you so much for including the verse among your faves.

      • orchidee

        A fine write Fay. Talking of ants, I tried to save a flying ant thingy from a shop, but I could not. There was a risk of getting stung - a hornet? Maybe it wanted to go shopping?!

        • Fay Slimm.

          Glad you enjoyed the read dear Orchi.

        • Michael Edwards

          Beautiful Fay.

          • Fay Slimm.

            Many thanks Michael - - it seems silence has much from which we could learn.

          • ron parrish aka wordman

            wild and free a secret dream of us all

            • Fay Slimm.

              You are so right with this comment dear Ron.......dreams are free and a gift from above.

            • FredPeyer

              Sometimes there is so much more meaning in silence than in the spoken word. You say it well.

            • Gino

              Amazing write Fay, you never fail to impress...And please to stay during this pandemic...

            • Goldfinch60

              Beautiful words Fay, our walk with nature is certainly becoming more wonderful.

              Andy



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