Savoring The Silence Of Privacy - Poem by RIC BASTASA

actually we learn more
from ourselves by not talking much
words are assuming
the sounds of rain
sometimes unnecessary thunder
everything still
like quite quiet
words become to crowded
on such a limited space
words that are meant not
to be uttered
because they are too precious
in our privacy
not to be shared
and we learn more from this
respect for stillness
for the poplar state
no wonder how God has not
put mouths to this earth
which when it speaks
shows its tongue in tsunamis
its screams in volcanic eruptions
its fears in quakes

i am studying in my lifetime
the art of silence
the beauty of words unspoken
on my lips
are embroidered tendrils
of climbing
morning glories
on the trellis of my mind

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 14, 2011

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