In the silence waiting
in the repose of the weary
lies the thread of memory
lost in
the day to day hustle.
The silence
spreading slowly
as if oil
covering everything
and nothing.
Dare you disturb my response?
rising
you smile
but
i cannot see laughter
any longer
hanging in the air with
the sound of tin ears
and cups that
water spilling
hits the floor
and washes the dust
into the crevice
where it to
is eaten by the silence.
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Question of
I wrote this poem 40 years ago when I was asked to clean my room!
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No
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Question of
I wrote this poem 40 years ago when I was asked to clean my room! Did you ever tell you parents it wasn’t fair?
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No
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It may not be fair, but it is necessary lol.
I know. Its funny as a kid I looked at the mess as unfair. As an adult, and parent, I look at the mess as something that needs to be cleaned.
I hated to clean my room. lol. This is funny when you realize what it is about.
I got in trouble one time, my mom inspected and looked under the bed. From then on, I had to actually clean.
It is amazing how much crap you can push under a bed if you well, don’t want to clean!
Ha, I had this huge slide closet that took up one wall. You think you can fit a lot under the bed? 😉 Yes, I got in huge trouble.
I had two closets, my mother checked those from day one.
She knew her son well. What she never found out was that i had a rucksack from camping, I crammed a lot in that and hung it out the window during inspection.
lol, wow, smart kid. hahaha.
First thing I do when I tell twins to clean rooms, walk out front door and check windows for hanging bags!
It is not fair for you to clean the room which you are using and the mess there which you yourself created? Who is supposed to clean it to be fair, eh? ?♀️???
timing dear pixie, I wish to clean when I wish to clean
LoL the rebellious rebellious child. I guess we have all been through these phases.
I suspect my mother had a harder time with my childhood than I did 🙂
Very nice – truly enjoyed it. In fact the entire conversation on the post was thoughtful and refreshing.
🙂 Thank you. That really made my morning!
Wonderful song. Many things in life seemed to me unfair, but I could not change anything.
I remember being so angry when I was told to clean my room. Now, as a parent looking back is see it differently. time is funny that way.
Geez! You are very disciplined in documenting many things while I have not even documented some writings for Virily.
Thank you. I wish I could say the discipline extended to a clean office, it does not. I am good and virtual organization.
There are always exceptions, said the wise man.
You have talent. Continue in this spirit. I personally like myself.
Thank you so much! Very nice of you to say! and I agree!!!
You started very young writing. I often thought life was unfair, still do.
Sometimes life isn’t fair. As a child what we perceive as unfairness is often different than what we perceive as adults.
Nice poem , Good taste of poetry
Thanks! It was a passion of mine many years ago
means passion took you to this level
well, I copied the poem from my notebook as I wrote it, hopefully if I wrote it today it would be a little different.
But thanks!!!
This is a very nice poem. I am afraid to hit a button, and I liked it.
Thanks! The buttons can be frustrating, they are too close together sometimes!
An excellent song … you are really poetry talent, my friend
thank you my friend. This is why I made sure to thank you publically!!!!
I was very happy your praise just did not really need, dear friend … I see that you are a wonderful man always ready to help and it is my pleasure to be with you and to chat
ditto and thank you again!
Praise is a dish that must be shared!
So I share it with you, my friend