Instead of the cicada’s chirps at all hours
and the cars whizzing by in the distance,
I can hear nothing
but my breathing and my thoughts.
There is no artificial waterfall running,
or the whir of a washer.
It’s just me,
and the sound of the dogs breathing.
I don’t hear the chime of notifications,
the loud clack of a space bar.
The shower isn’t on in the back of the house,
And no light hum
comes from the overhead lights.
No air flows due to the fan not turning.
It’s just me, my deep breaths
and my thoughts.
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Author:
M.E.M. (
Offline) - Published: September 12th, 2023 10:24
- Comment from author about the poem: This poem was inspired by the following prompt. Write a poem with the theme of comfortable silence. Silence is often described as something negative; instead explore it in a positive light. Created: 9/12/23 | comments are welcome!
- Category: Reflection
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Comments1
That's great M.E.M
if only there was a way to start a theme based section here on MPS, it would be very interesting to see the poems that would be written.
Great job
Thank you!
We should start a fusion !!
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