Stephen Townsend

The Silencer - Poem by Stephen Townsend

This place. wonderful, amazing, silenced.
This place. mystifying the mind.
This place. look at the tree.
This place. how could a place like this exist?
This place. nobody around me.
This place. the silencer for you to think.
This place. is near a body of water.
This place. gets lonely while there is no one.
This place. is a secret I shall keep.
This place. what is that upon the trees trunk?
This place. tarnished with a scar in its trunk.

Wow. Its not perfect after all.
Wow. Man destroyed beauty.

How could it be that the trees the birds
The water all beautiful.
That one tree affects it all.
Makes this place my place so so so.

The Silencer. Quiet. Gone.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, March 1, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, January 25, 2011

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