When Silence Is Too Loud

shadowed in darkness, sniffing as a hound creeping about without releasing a sound begging to be noticed, wanting to be found silence is too loud when its echoes resound behold, it comes creeping to known places among those of us who wear innocent faces cajoling in soft whispers to gain good graces offering false humility and fridgid embraces silence cries with stale breath for adoration quietly seducing with phrases of flirtation spawned to be the wielder of denigration a stealth mute, soused on pride's libation ink splotches fingered from hushed tongue will never be songs aptly written to be sung in silence it leaks acid and toxins are sprung disguised as a friend but what lies it's flung SPEAK the truth you have neglected to say then return to shadows where you oft play your silence has not fooled those you betray sheath your vile dagger then be on your way
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Smith Avatar
May 17, 2017 at 12:17 PM
So very well done Lin, terrific third verse. This truly is one of the best I've read in some time. First place is yours my dear in my contest, a deafening winner...
Lane Avatar
May 17, 2017 at 1:06 PM
It's not for any contest, Charlie, so you can have it. lol Thanks for liking this one so well. Nice seeing you.
Smith Avatar
May 16, 2017 at 8:11 PM
The truth hurts. Don't let them get you down.
Lane Avatar
May 16, 2017 at 8:38 PM
Sometimes the villain is blind to his/her own faults. No one here could ever get me down, but thank you for your encouragement, Tim.
Hamilton Avatar
May 16, 2017 at 6:50 PM
Wow Lin, this one bites, poor fella who is on the receiving end of this one! Great work, great rhymes, false humility and frigid embraces, known a few people like that in my time, love the insightful write!
Lane Avatar
May 16, 2017 at 8:37 PM
The 'poor fella' doesn't need sympathy, John, and I wouldn't risk toxic poisoning by taking a literal bite. Thank you so very much for the complimentary comments.
Roper Avatar
May 16, 2017 at 6:41 PM
Love the Rhyme and the imaginary, Lin ~*
Lane Avatar
May 16, 2017 at 8:35 PM
I'm grateful for your kind comments, Eve. Thank you.
Truth-Teller Avatar
May 16, 2017 at 6:32 PM
so apropos
Lane Avatar
May 16, 2017 at 8:35 PM
Thanks a lot, Truth-Teller.
Yvonne Avatar
May 16, 2017 at 5:05 PM
This one is terse but appropriately so. A very professional write. Excellent poetry. I absorb as I read. You are a great influence. Thank you, armand.
Lane Avatar
May 16, 2017 at 8:33 PM
Your labeling this poem as a professional write is the best kind of comment an author can receive. Thank you very much, Armand.
Allison Avatar
May 16, 2017 at 2:57 PM
Great monorhyme Lin I too think of silence lurking the shadows:-( hugs Jan xx
Lane Avatar
May 16, 2017 at 3:50 PM
Devious does dirty deeds while pretending to be the victim. Transparent to many of us. Thanks, Jan.
Pigeon Tart Avatar
May 16, 2017 at 1:48 PM
Sharp pen!
Lane Avatar
May 16, 2017 at 3:47 PM
I sharpened the nib before beginning this one, Maureen. Thanks for noticing.
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