In response to the prompts at OctPoWriMo Day 8 and Project 365 Open Prompt, and for UBC Day 8.
silence…
how I miss its song,
in the clatter
of keys and buttons,
of taps and clicks
heard as I write now.
missing…
the coo of pigeons
that nest nearby,
that pitter patter
of cool rain drops
kissing the window,
and the music
of my own thoughts.
searching
those very things
that I miss right now,
I leave the sounds
of what is routine,
close my eyes,
lose myself to silence;
and I hear
the calmness around.
and I find
a piece of my heart,
that till then
I knew not I had.
(8th Oct 2014)
Vinay Leo R.
Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.
Sometimes disconnecting is what keeps us going and helps us reconnecting with ourselves.
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Absolutely , Jb 🙂 That moment of peace helps to find us and the next piece.
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I know that feeling well.
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I’m sure most of us do, Vivienne 🙂
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I love this. To me it perfectly describes the relationship between the silence that allows the writer to find the words inside them (from those little sounds they hear in the silence in this case) and the noise of creation that follows, whether from the inspiration in their head or the noise of the keys on the typewrite/keyboard or the scratch of the pen on paper. This is an interesting dichotomy. For a writer you cannot have the silence without the noise. Fabulous piece.
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Thanks, Emily 🙂 Yes, what you say is true. The silence is what helps us understand the noise that comes later, and also helps us to write on the silence too. Very dependent duo, I think. Glad you liked the piece. Thank you. 😀
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Ah .. these are the silences I fear most … an yet your closing lines shows a wonderful silver lining. Wonderful write powerful in its serenity. Thanks for sharing.
Thanks, Bastet. At times, we are so used to the sound that the silence does feel fearful. But it’s one that I love 🙂 Glad you liked the write.
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I loved ‘kissing the window, and the music, of my own thoughts’. The final verse is a beautiful flourish too.
Good to have come here, Leo.
Glad you loved those lines, and yes, the final verse is my favorite. 😀
Good to have you here too, Sakshi. 🙂
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This feels familiar, thank you for the image in the poem.
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Thanks, Fida 🙂
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Silence….ah, never thought I would actually miss this. But then parenting changed everything. Silence is a thing of the past nowadays for me. I disconnect only when I sleep…sometimes not even then 🙂
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LOL 🙂 Yes, with Jr.Sid around, I can imagine that. In the evening, my neighbor baby comes to me too, and no way I can disconnect then 😀
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Lovely poem! Silence expressed beautifully.
Thanks, Beloo 🙂
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which is why I love afternoons and early mornings.. there is silence and peace.
one can sit and dream away or do something constructive..
beautifully expressed Leo
Yes. For me, it’s only early mornings, or late nights 🙂 Afternoons are unusually noisy 😀 3:-)
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Lovely write Vinay…
Thank you, Sunita 🙂
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*sits in silent contemplation*
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You? The lajavaab one, and silent? 😮 Unbelievable O:-) But it’s nice to imagine it, Lizzi 😉
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I really miss the sound of the old typewriter… That first few lines gave me a bit of deja vu!
Yeah, the taps on the typewriter were so difficult if you didn’t give it the right force. I remember trying once on my aunt’s typewriter. Dejavu, now that you mention it, Zoe 🙂 Thanks!
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simply beautiful, lyrical, poetic and redolent of the Silence. Thank you.
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Thanks, Maria 🙂 I’m glad you liked it in its simplicity.
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It is in such moments that we find joy and bliss, the happiness of having found something which we always wanted but did not have, the ecstasy of knowing ourselves deep down.
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Very poetically put, Ishi 🙂 Yes, such silent moments of contemplation are very blissful. Glad you liked it!
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how beautifully and with ease you express your feelings through words .
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Glad you liked the poem and my feelings, Sims 🙂