P(oem)-A-D(ay) n° 4

my voices reign in silence
the strange people have cast aside
their fondness for exciting gray matter
their words have faded
to no longer admonish
or coax with coy repartee
no more murmuring

internal blizzard creates turmoil
upon the mime of my mind
white nothingness surrounds me
an infinite visual stimulation
yet I cannot count the flakes
nor revel in their diversity
snowfall also reigns in silence
this storm which numbs my brain
is a first warning
a demise for my never-ending story

if my voices have deserted me
can my heartbeat
drum a path to eternal music


the warning of silence
[2012.4.4…a]

from small stone to poetry

alone on a mountain top
incandescent beauty surrounds silence
a moment with eternity to contemplate the miracle of life
and why I have my place in it


3:55 a.m.
[2012.22.2...a]

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no sound,
no music disturbs the heights 
White Eagle, keeper of my spirit
seeks
quiet meditation here

alone on a mountain top
incandescent beauty
surrounds
this silence, a moment
with eternity
to contemplate the miracle
of life, why
I have my place in it

zenith illuminates
the lands below us
we are two specks, twin shadows
among a myriad of others
I awake from introspection's charm
and soar
to embrace myself
where White Eagle left
my upright reflection
in the lake
below
my place is two-fold:
to be the horizon
to observe life's paths
towards the heavens


in the flash of a dream
[2012.22.2...b]

...content with these offerings...

complete silence, calm reigns
the furnace has stopped its incessant rumbling, the cat sleeps
my breath has no music
thoughts pass like snow-filled clouds, unbursting
my words lack synonyms, I am content with these offerings
a single chirp -- a sparrow -- the others have gone elsewhere


...content with these offerings...
[2012.13.2...a]