John MacPhereson

Rookie - 308 Points (9/13/85 / Orlando, Florida)

Throne Of Silence - Poem by John MacPhereson

I sit upon a throne of silence,
Within the borders of unopened
Mouths, a kingdom built on the aching
Hours between the voiceless and the dead.
My vocation is a vow made at the hem
Of your dress, a silent reminder of my love.
I rule this realm of silence with iron fisted
Vigilance. Perhaps, in retrospect, this kingdom built on zipper lips
Is only a metaphor for longing,
A hope that the quiet hours break
With the dawn of your voice.

Topic(s) of this poem: loss


Comments about Throne Of Silence by John MacPhereson

  • Kim Barney (12/17/2015 7:21:00 PM)


    A lovely, enigmatic poem.
    Well done.
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, November 17, 2015



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