Retrieving the Lost Silence

Not all the poems I read entice me, hold my attention long, reach my heart. The ones that flow like sparkling streams over the cascades of rhythm, I adore most. The current of words carries me floating away from the cacophony of banal whirlpool of life to the tranquil domain of serenity of the sea, from where I retrieve the silence, I’ve lost. When life turns gloomy like the clouded sky I seek latent joy in the silver lining of rhyme, rippling in the cadence of positive contemplation, bringing back the distant dreams, I thought gone. If austere canvas comes alive with tinge of imagery with the simple strokes of poets’ artistic creativity, the exuding beauty of life I perceive enthralled within the realm of the regenerated soul, I own. December 4, 2019 Contest : Fave Sponsor : Line Gauthier