Drink Up the Silence
The echo of a thought lodged inside me,
a disjointed welter of crushed feelings
tinged with a sadness that finds no escape,
haunts my sleep and takes on a dark shape.
My past joys now a vast black solitude,
life turns into a blank wall, a canvass
waiting for me to paint happy faces,
memorializing moments love graces.
Silence perches on my shoulders, whispers
and invites me to murmur against fate,
drink up in wine and sing in broken chords
of hateful things imparted in non-words.
I carry a dismal sort of longing
to shift the weights of loss twisting my heart,
make whole the broken slices of my dreams -
pain speeds through my body like lightning streams.
So I lay watching the shadows of night,
eerie silhouettes roaming around me,
shrouding me as they hobble in the cold -
my mind rambles aimless as I grow old.
@jjote 03222021
Copyright © Josefina Costales | Year Posted 2021
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