Listening to silence
Tic, tic, tic as the second hand moves,
silent enough dropping in the grooves.
Drip, drip, drip as the tap leaks,
silent enough hearing water to me speak.
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Author:
Maplespal (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Sometimes I sit for a long time just listening to the silence and let the noises speak.
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Comments1
So much in so little. As the noise diminishes the acuteness of hearing increases and so it is with many things. A lovely write
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