Silent Thoughts Poem by Leonard Dabydeen

Quiet as a mouse

nibbling cheese

on a wooden trap

innocent of death

my silent thoughts

roam the countryside

beyond the barnyards

and acres of golden corn fields

I watch a tractor roving in the distance

where once I stood

with a pail of seeds

waiting for a farmhand

my silent thoughts drift

like grey clouds in the sky

beyond the driftwood fence

looking at the fresh-water pond

where the little ducklings

flock together for a swimming lesson

and joyful geese quack, quacking

as the evening clasps its hands

in prayer for the end of another day.