Treasure Island

Sophia White

('90 / America)

Shatter


The still silence falls
A curtain, nay, a wall
To dampen all the noise
Of the gathered girls and boys
Not a thing is heard
Not a whisper, not a word
But a solemn symphony
Of silent harmony
Like a soundless breeze
Gliding in with ease
Falls the silent wall
Holding all in thrall…

Then laughter!
With a clatter!
Like a clang
Out it rang
From their lips
Laughter rips
Hoots and hollers
Wild callers
Façade falls
Broken wall
With the laughter
Silence shatters.

Submitted: Wednesday, November 15, 2006
Edited: Saturday, November 20, 2010
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  • Landrey (11/23/2006 10:03:00 PM)

    'Santa Claus is coming...tooo town! ! ' Ok got a little bit too much in to the holiday spirit I did. You really do well with the short line cantering rhythm, Sophia.
    -landrey (Report) Reply

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