Posts Tagged sounds of silence

I Am A Mountain

I’ve always considered myself a loner, and there have been many times throughout my life I’ve wished I could just walk away, go up into the mountains and live off the land. Sometimes, I just want to get away; not from people really, but from the confusion and chaos we’ve made of this world. A world where important things like love, honor and truth have become lies; and half-truths, deceit, and hate have been embraced and accepted. Read the rest of this entry »

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Silent Raindrops

When I was a little boy, and I’d get hurt, I’d cry. Many times my dad would tell me to stop crying or he’d give me something to cry about. And I knew the slightest whimper or sigh would bring his fury upon me. I learned that silence–and dry eyes–was the way to avoid further pain. To this day I seldom show pain or angst in front of people. Except, that is, when I write. Read the rest of this entry »

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If the Clock is Ticking

For today’s prompt at dVerse Poets’ Meeting the Bar, Victoria C. Slotto invites us to, “… take the challenge to be totally alive in the present and write to our perceptions.” Not one to disappoint the host, I took a picture of the old dog and penned a little poem for you. I hope you enjoy it. Read the rest of this entry »

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