Dead Air

breathing in and out, fifty-fifty. my eyes mind the dust particles that snow in the blizzard air. fortified catatonic blankets - the detachment of my universe. the horde of cats ski- pped out eons ago. the television screen crac- ked and erroneous. the teapot’s truant whistle. mug on padded coasters. no flippant pages, books bo- xed up, sealed with rainwater. soulless shoes left behind on an unvacuumed rug. I long for a raven to rap on the door. 8/31/2019 Silence Poetry Contest

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Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 8/31/2019 2:49:00 PM

- Skillfully presented ... with dead air and sound, Kim - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 8/31/2019 3:54:00 PM

Thank you, Anne-Lise!

Vijay Pandit

Date: 8/31/2019 7:35:00 AM

You captured silence in every word..but especially these:the teapot’s truant whistle.mug on padded coasters. no flippant pages, books boxed up, sealed with rainwater. soulless shoes left behind on an unvacuumed rug.I long for a raven to rap on the door. Well written for a TOP win, Kim.

Kim Rodrigues
Date: 8/31/2019 2:28:00 PM

Thank you, Vijay! Hugs!