Sit silent.
Sneak between fleshy folds
of this murky night
and fasten your listening
to the beat of your breath.
Sit still
with your broken confidence.
As a wolf with a blistered paw,
you rock him in your lap
until he dozes and snores away his ills.
Allow the death of silence
to devour your devils; rip into
their muscles with eager fangs,
a grand demolition
with teeth and jaws; lip-smacking gusto
and grease at the corners of a glutted grin.
Ravaged, your innards gouged out
like a rotting squash, relieved
of all that was not forged
from your bones or blood.
You rise, lock eyes
with the pale light
of a new moon.
BROKEN IN THE FLESH – THE DEATH OF SILENCE INTRUDES UPON THE FRAGILE HEART – AND THEN THE SOUND OF SPIRIT WIND – IN THE STILLNESS OF THE NIGHT – AND THE HAND OF LIFE TOUCHES ANOTHER LIGHT ….THE BRIGHTNESS – OF A NEW MOON..
Thank you for your poetic response!
AND IN TH BRIGHTNESS OF A NEW MOON – SHINES YOUR BRILLIANT GIFT…SHINING LIGHT UPON THE WORLD…… DAWN-DYANNA – SUCH A POWERFUL, BEAUTIFUL POEM..
Thank you so very much for your uplifting comments!
Sending much love,
Dawn-Dyanna