Saiom Shriver

Gold Star - 17,342 Points (Ohio)

09 Silence - Poem by Saiom Shriver

Basho taught us the pond has no sound no refrain..
until violated by a frog, a stone, or fingers of the rain
As one honking horn disturbs hundreds of ears,
so one angry word shatters peace into pieces.
Dawn's breaking quiet begets bees' buzzing riot.
3 quiets merge.. the silent snowsift.. night's fall swift
and the stillness of the wilderness
God has said to revile none.. rather to revel as He
God as Love indwelling each reveals
The pain inflicting doctors who play at science
debark captive dogs so that they may hurt in silence.
Yogis sometimes roll up the red carpet of welcome, the speaking
Bright orange trumpet flowers grow like clapperless bells..
as saffron clad monks prefer silence
The boat leaves foam wake. The canoe, ripples. But geese
leave no trace as they fly.
Misogynists wish women to be tongueless belles, as silent
as the meadow's tongless bluebells

Comments about 09 Silence by Saiom Shriver

There is no comment submitted by members..

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 18, 2008

Poem Edited: Friday, June 27, 2008

[Hata Bildir]