Ph: Life: Silence! (Give Me Breath) ! Revised Poem by Brian Johnston

these days silence just hangs there, sole fruit of my mind
though my branches drop tendrils, dream thoughts, some new word,
a Saint's prayer touched might help some truth see daylight,
life sustained in some way (hope's vain sharing with God?)
as eyes greet dawns in passing sun's warmth feels quite odd.

as I drown in life's answers, let me still be kind
in unease! (leaves that sprout seem to droop) . sounds absurd
but love's seasons own ‘chill' for all life dies in God's will!
are silences sin that my shame can't express
or more primitive fears that lost minds can't address?

is all poetry futile? sad times despise rhyme,
find blank verse less offensive when meter dies too.
are my best thoughts archaic, post-modern mosaic?
my colors, white spaces, contrive, hint at loss
that the humble might feel which suggest we've one Boss?

all verse coward's way? capital letters a crime,
some have noticed, most missing here, smaller case stew?
life's in minor note keys, are we stardust's disease?
the earth flounders, as CO2 gases replace
all life's O2! May silence, may Science, know Grace!

Brian Johnston
19th of May in 2019