Silence
Silence
Kate Sparks
2/19/26
The future loosened
from its moorings.
Rooms still hold
his echo.
Rhythms tapped on tabletops.
Sticks turning restless
between long fingers.
Music arriving
without response
The silence widened
where laughter once leaned
toward tomorrow.
Chairs unfilled.
Names seldom spoken.
A drum line
broken.
Rhythm;
once moving
between them
now
silent
No longer called
by the living voice
of “Mother.”
Never summoned
into “Grandmother.”
memories;
dreams,
Silence…
Birthdays drifting;
Silently
unclaimed.
Faded photographs
left
too long in the sun.
Even so,
she remains
what love has made her.
Mother;
un-spoken,
un-answered,
un-mirrored
And beneath
the long passage
of time,
a simple question:
How does a heart grieve
What still lives so vividly?
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