Judy Reeves Poet Free verse

A Place Called Calm

Suddenly my sense of hearing awakened by  
just three sounds

…. the rasping call of a wood pigeon outside
 somewhere

…. the low constant hum of my fridge
 in the kitchen, nearby

…. heavy footsteps, on creaking floorboards 
in the corridor
 
Another day, I would have called these noises 
 disturbance

instead, just then
serenity cradled my troubled soul 
in her silken arms 
she lulled me into an unfamiliar place called calm

in that moment 
just then 
peace.

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Joe Maverick March 21, 2022 at 1:03 PM At certain times, sounds will reinforce The sense of wellbeing, we can be immersed In' good piece mixed of reality and slumber Judy.' Judy Reeves March 21, 2022 at 6:12 PM Hi Joe Thank you for your comment. I am realising that peace and calm isn't always about silence.

Anna M Shepard March 20, 2022 at 12:38 PM I loved this. Thank you so much for sharing your moment of tranquility. I relish those times as well. Have a most blessed day. Judy Reeves March 20, 2022 at 1:02 PM Thank you so much Anna.

Unseeking Seeker March 20, 2022 at 7:03 AM Once thoughts interrupted stillness, now stillness jests with thought!

Heidi Sands August 30, 2021 at 4:30 PM Excellent! This is completely living in the moment. :) Judy Reeves March 16, 2022 at 2:50 AM Hello Heidi. Sorry it took me so long to thank you for your kin comment on my poem. Thank you.