WL Schuett

Night Sounds

she woke to the soft 

rumble of thunder . 

Then heard nothing but 

the night sounds . 

Something sparked 

sharply through the air 

and she floated through it . 

She had cried her tears of misery. 

She had dropped her delicate facade 

but it did not shatter . 

She had lived a life 

of lies and deception.

While she wanted to put 

it all behind her . 

She knew that there would 

always be eyes on her back . 

 

So she let the thunder 

roll on in and she breathed in 

the night sounds . 

In the stillness of the moment 

truth came from a place of 

vulnerability and solitude. 

She knew in time 

she would suffer greatly . 

 

The song of uncertainty 

broke just behind the dawn 

and shattered 

those night sounds . 

Comments4

  • Goldfinch60

    Very good emotive write.

  • Goldfinch60

    Love the artwork.

  • Accidental Poet

    May she re-invent herself and be all that she aspires to be in her new life upon leaving her cocoon. Wonderful write Bill.

  • FredPeyer

    Beautiful writing, WL! Love the whole poem, but especially the last stanza.



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