Hmmm

sylviasearcher



Hmmm
What does it mean?
Everything?
And Nothing at all
Curiosity?
And apathy

Are you certain?
For I am not

Hmmm
It washes like a wave
Reaching
And then retreating
Connecting
And devastating

Do you adore its endlessness?
For I do not

Hmmm
Like a shape shifting cloud
Seeing
And unseeing
Being
But unbeing

Do you believe it was ever really there at all?
For I do not

Hmmm
It’s dark and heavy now
Terrorising
And terrifying
Vast
And vacant

Do you delight in its lingering?
For I do not

I hunt in the muds for words that make sense
But all I can spit out
In floods
That choke
Is that sound
Of Everything
And Nothing at all
The sum of my broken

Hmmm

  • Author: sylviasearcher (Offline Offline)
  • Published: December 16th, 2020 07:33
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Comments3

  • peto

    Hmmm, do you know what it means
    For I do not
    Great to see you writing sylvia
    Always thought provoking
    Hmmm

    • sylviasearcher

      Thanks ๐Ÿ˜Š
      Hope youโ€™re well?

      • peto

        Aye I'm getting there ta
        Keep posting

      • 1 more comment

      • FredPeyer

        A great write, sylvia, it is still rambling through my mind after reading it twice. Love the line 'I hunt in the muds for words that make sense'. I think that goes for every writer.

        • sylviasearcher

          Thanks for letting my words ramble through your mind ๐Ÿ˜Š

        • L. B. Mek

          'Hmmm
          Itโ€™s dark and heavy now
          Terrorising
          And terrifying
          Vast
          And vacant
          Do you delight in its lingering?
          For I do not
          I hunt in the muds for words that make sense
          But all I can spit out
          In floods
          That choke
          Is that sound
          Of Everything
          And Nothing at all
          The sum of my broken
          Hmmm'
          though blurry at times and not quite as delectable as some would like their poetic delight's, your words cut out the bullshit and go straight for the jugular at the root core of all 'hmmm' carcasses waiting at each end of our life's experience cycles, how well you've hymned this 'age of anxiety' (as Auden said it best) humanity seems incapable of shaking loose,
          a wonderful write you've penned

          • sylviasearcher

            Why thank you indeed ๐Ÿ˜Š



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