My Silence

In my silence
worlds are born,
sometimes blocked out
in quick broad strokes,
sometimes consisting only
of images of silk by moonlight.

In my silence
journeys are made.
At times I only
go as far as the next room.
Other times I fly
as far away
as Alice, Wendy and Dorothy.

My silence guards
the beauty of faerie gold
in a place
where it can shine,
without turning to dust and hay.

My silence keeps
the words I love best
wrapped in my tongue,
only to be uttered
in the presence of a heart sister.

Silence does not come naturally
to as noisy a bird as me,
especially when
parts of me
wish to sing my ecstasy.

But by will I keep my silence,
knowing wisdom is found there.
And once I find what I seek,
I am ready to dare all things.

This poem is a response given over at A Dash of Sunny, with the topic being silence. 

40 comments:

  1. Luv how you personalize the silence, though not wantingvto stay in it

    Thanks for coming across to read mine today

    Much love...

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  2. Those last four lines are so wise.

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  3. This took me to other worlds, and then back deep inside myself. Wonderful.

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  4. Gosh Rommy you totally floored me with your poem :D loved these lines the most:

    images of silk by moonlight.
    parts of me wish to sing my ecstasy.
    And once I find what I seek,
    I am ready to dare all things.

    Beautifully penned! Thank you so much for participating as well as suggesting this topic :D

    Lots of love,
    Sanaa

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    1. LOL, thanks. After I saw that silence was the choice of prompt I had a moment of "Uh-oh...what direction should I go in with this?" But I had a lot of fun playing with this. Thanks for hosting.

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  5. This is lovely. It's harder in the modern world to find a bit of solitude or time for uninterrupted thought. Everything sounds like clackity clack clack bing bong and I can't hear my own soul, but you found a bit of yours. :-) Beautiful words.

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    1. Oh goodness knows it's not easy for me to find either! I love my family, but those moments of silence so I can write can be rare and precious things!

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  6. Rommy,
    Hand-in-hand, we've explored realms bound by silence.
    Other times it was not our fingers
    clasped in each other's holding us securely,
    but a thin strand, woven strong by love and trust.
    This Fey wisp tethered us safely to each other,
    spanning great distances between us,
    as we each explored different valleys of the Tao.
    You've been patient with my lectures on silence
    —and my silent lectures!
    You've supported my insistence that realms bound by silence
    are not walled prisons,
    but chalices that Gods have filled with sustenance and freedom.
    You have heard the words between those I spoke.
    So you know I understand and honor your poem.
    Love, Francesca De Grandis

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    1. Thank you for your beautiful and kind words, as well as all the inspiration you've offered through the years.

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  7. In silence a lot can be achieved in life. You've done exactly that Rommy. Silently but surely! Great lines!

    Hank

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  8. This is beautiful! I especially love this bit:


    My silence guards
    the beauty of faerie gold
    in a place
    where it can shine,
    without turning to dust and hay.

    I really identify like this as it is only in the last few years I have found people I can really talk to! Also I never like to talk about my story ideas until they are written, I feel they will fly out of my mouth and my brain will be empty!

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    1. It is a beautiful thing, finding other folks who get your brand of strange. :)

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  9. that ending had so much wisdom to it

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  10. I loved this.
    You just triggered a thought...

    In my silence worlds are born
    journeys are made
    In my silence birth is a world
    a journey unafraid.

    What is born?
    Me.

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    1. Yay! Poets inspiring each other. I love it when art begets art.

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  11. Sometimes it is not easy to keep the silence.....but yes, in silence one can often find that wisdom. Wise words.

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    1. Silence is hard, and scary. But it is worth it.

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  12. "My silence guards
    the beauty of faerie gold"

    Those are my favorite lines, for what they say, for what they hide, for what they promise to give... or might take.

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  13. I think you are right... we need those deep moment to be wiser later... wonderful

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    1. LOL, instead of acting foolishly right away - I definitely agree.

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  14. Ah, yes, worlds are born in my silence too. It can be glorious :-)

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    1. Silence can be the best, sometimes the only, way to see those worlds up close.

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  15. So true! Wisdom comes from silence. Very well written :)

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  16. ah...silence does take us to our soul...love the personification...

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  17. What a magical poem - silence and imagination are wonderful gifts when we allow them to fly and listen to where they call us - I particularly liked the reference to Alice, Wendy and Dorothy..they are good guides

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    1. I think for anyone involved in any sort of artistic endeavor, a little silence is needed to incubate the work.

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  18. Us noisy birds sometimes have to learn the art of keeping our own counsel, but it's a useful weapon, er, I meant, skill to have! ;-)

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    1. Sometimes the best weapons are the ones hardest won ;)

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  19. Silence helps to achieve us strength, wisdom and courage, not physical but mental. You've wonderfully weaved it...loved the poem... :-)

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    1. And a strong mind is a wonderful asset indeed. Thanks for stopping by!

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