Tag: silence

pretending flowers

light dropped from a great height makes no sound still words now would be thin and near to useless hush, since it's futile to say you are my joy, and watch the hummingbird search the warm, red bricks pretending flowers where there are none © … Continue reading pretending flowers


morning reluctance

almost like night, eyes closed, outside, crusted snow protests beneath some dog's feet I admit it's possible the sun hasn't reached me yet © Sarah Whiteley

tell me

tell me what happened after you left - of the intimacies that died absent of ceremony, without song the days since have been a procession of ponderous silences, so close together it has been impossible to speak between them the things that should really rather … Continue reading tell me