The Sound of Darkness
Listen,
can you hear
darkness forming ..
See how
the light it flickers ..
Take it
from me darling ..
That roar,
is not a sign from
up above ..
But surely, more
a mighty warning ..
Can you
feel it too, my love ..
I sense
a certain darkness
calling ..
Yet fear not, it feels
just like me
being called, back
home again ..
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Author:
Neville (
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- Comment from author about the poem: and tho' it hangs heavy, we continue to smile .. or at least we still try to 🤍
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Good write N.
In the dark? Who turned that light off?! 😁
occasionally, you come across as quite the bright spark .. very occasionally that is .. 💡😎👍
Yes, occasionally wise - mostly I'm talking rubbish! lol.
This gave me the chills I could here your voice Nev. 💖
.. I just placed my lips very close to the screen and whispered your name .. ❤️
The central theme of the poem revolves around the dual nature of darkness – both as a foreboding force and a source of comfort and familiarity.
You sir Mott are amazing .. you can be in my team anytime .. you just seem to have such an eloquent knack of reading the lines and between them .. Many thanks indeed for paying this particular visit .. Neville
just♥️🙏
Neville, yes, I do hear it. So.....familiar. BUT, like you stated, we do continue to smile, because...what other choice do we have? I've learned to....look at it straight in the face! Many times I curse at it!! You have hit a nerve for me...thank you! 💜
................................ UFFFF sorry 💜
Gonna UFFFF offff an stay outa this - too full ov metaphor for me......
Hey Babe, I mean Dave .. what else is a meta for eh 😎👍
Buggered if I know, Neville. I'm just a simple soul who knows nothing about anything much...so why make it even more complicated (for me)....
(answer from Neville - deleted) :
Sole purpose of the exercise.
I expected this to go in a completely different direction
Going by the title
Nicely done
May even have heard a hint of light
It sounds like you led yourself up the garden path on my behalf .. if so, then I apologise .. Cheers, Neville
No apologies necessary
I thoroughly enjoyed
"Darkness" has a "sound" when that sound is of a pending storm.
Your poem, to me, seems to indicate some sort of upheaval. Like maybe the end of a great vacation or returning to a long-ago home. Enjoyed this one. - Phil A.
You are absolutely write Phil, it does have a sound all of its own .. I have often tried to describe it but always failed miserably .. thank you so much for stopping by my friend .. Neville
I can't help but see one who is preparing to leave this world. The darkness forming, yet a flicker of light lingers, the lover by his side, sharing those final moments. But fear not, the darkness is calling him, back home again. The Sound of Darkness is expressed in beautiful words and sentiment, and a credit to this poet.
you have again excelled in fathoming my intentions Bella .. thank you my friend .. Neville
to appreciate, that gifted 'Home'
in our lives, is the first glimpse
of wisdom, blossoming in our lives
(I choose to believe)
Brilliant!
may that darkness be swallowed
by the light of your defiant Hope
before
it reaches your doors, my friend 🙏
overwhelmed by your kindness, I am compelled to thank you recurringly again today .. cheers bro 🙂
I think that Silence being light or ‘dark’ is becoming an endangered commodity-I’ve been protective of it be as maybe at full capacity for non sense-but for your poetry, I still have to check regularly Neville,
then I am indeed truly honoured .. thank you .. Neville
Over the years….we were the same….but still not the same…..so was our way with darkness….we feared the nights and nightmares….but who knew the same darkness became respite…to hide our wounds from ugly eyes….totally immersed in your poetry dear Neville…
its a real treat to have you back my friend .. thank you and hope your world is now treating you kindly .. Neville
Adjusting and adapting is the only solution…the world I guess isn’t fair for anyone, so none has right to complaint I guess
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