Silence
Since I have lost you, I am silence-haunted;
Sounds wave their little wings
A moment, then in weariness settle
On the flood that soundless swings.
Whether the people in the street
Like pattering- ripples go by,
Or whether the theater sighs and sighs
With a loud hoarse laugh:
Or the wind shakes a ravel of light
Over the dead-black river,
Or last night's echoings
Make the daybreak shiver.
I feel the silence waiting
To sip them all up again,
In its last completeness drinking
Down the noise of men.
Copyright © Roger Hadden | Year Posted 2014
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