Image: Peace and Quiet (here)
chasms are wide open but the sound of silence
seeped through surreptitiously invisible to view
deafening but the resilience is humanly absent
opening up is so complicating to a chosen few
when one is saddled with self-made inhibitions
the journey does not seem to come to an end
it progresses on its own steam unconcerned
perhaps to eventually extinguish with a bang
why it must be playing games with our resolve
tickling our conscience to impose guilt feelings
that it should meekly seek to innocently dissolve
when one gives in knocked down hard reeling
Dwight's at d'Verse - the sounds of silence
Most thoughtful poem Hank.
ReplyDeleteYvonne.
Nice line: "tickling our conscience to impose guilt feelings"
ReplyDeleteYes indeed Hank, silence is a safe place for the human soul. It take a quality of dare and trust to open up and to sharing. Your poem images this vividly.
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An insightful write, Hank. I like the way silence seeps through on a journey.
ReplyDeleteThe silent zone withing humans is at times screaming with pain and can do harm.
ReplyDeleteCan sure rise feelings within as the sound of silence takes hold
ReplyDeleteA great poem. Self-made inhibitions are very hard to overcome. They tend to overpower ambition and hold us down, silently tell us we are not enough. You have explained it very well.
ReplyDeleteSelf-made inhibitions - so often we are our own worst enemy.
ReplyDelete"when one is saddled with self-made inhibitions
ReplyDeletethe journey does not seem to come to an end"
Oh Hank, where to begin?
Hank, you got me thinking with this one!
ReplyDeleteI think for some their silence is not a choice.. it's how they are... we just have to let them in sometimes.
ReplyDeleteAgree with you.
ReplyDeleteSo true- "saddled with self-made inhibitions".
Wish we can "innocently dissolve" what we don't want/like!
I would love some peace and quiet Hank!
ReplyDeleteI can read this many times...well-put thoughts...beautifully written!
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