Best Soundlessly Poems

The inky black water sucks her in further
As she descends into the black depths of the abyss
Cloying dark swirls cover her head as soundlessly it reaches
Possessing her every inhalation – exhalation - it envelopes her with force
Takes her heart, reaches for her soul, it’s now...

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Anger flies with swift wings
As tedious pleas for more time reverberate through his mind
He is the servant of Time- yet takes the blame
When her clawed hand unwinds the clock
He, the sovereign of the dark, the one and only truth!
Is at the front of the onslaught...

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I can hear the mouthless wind 
loudly howling outside my window
Its wingless unseeable form whipping through    
 the leafless trees 
riding the branches wildly 
And blowing falling flakes onto every available space 
and covering them in white giving them  
 ...

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I can hear the mouthless wind, 
loudly howling outside my window.
Its wingless unseeable form whipping through the leafless trees.
Ridding the branches wildly,
blowing falling flakes onto every available space, 
and covering them in whites, 
giving them admirable shapes. 

Oh what a magical sight to gaze upon...

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“The History of a Wasted Mind”

 

What goes through the mind of a recidivist
Fist full of hate and hurt marking time
Fist full of history, got down with the dirt
The History of a Wasted Child
The History of a Wasted Mind


Some think that War in the World...

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(After Langston Hughes)

I hadn’t known 
my infertility was their problem;
The adult table contracts
from a toddler’s wide wobble
while over a gavel — I mean, 
a rattle — and in between 
chip resistant plates 
advice is served, lukewarm.
“You’re trying too hard,” 
says the pregnant one 
who glows...

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This is Mine, All Mine                                     by Chuck Keys

Fall day,...

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Far as my eyes can see, 'till lake touches sky,
Earth beats as one; Poplar, Jack Pine & Birch all
Sing with the White Throated Sparrow, our Planet's
Love songs.

Sloping (5'canopy) an ancient Deer trail along the
Baptism River (flowing into Lake Superior) I startle a 
Buck during his...

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*A small lake named Serenity am I,
well hidden here among the fragrant pines;
reflecting the **cerulean of sky
till Sun behind the distant peak reclines.

***Now humming bugs crepuscular emerge
to greet the twilight’s creeping.  Next a fawn
has soundlessly appeared upon my verge.
A lapping in the stillness. ....

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"The Emasculation of Man"
 


The world goes by loudly
emasculated man 
sees nothing 
for what it’s worth
ignorant and 
pumelling chests
gorilla armies 
neanderthals
small brained 
with closed fists 
power hungry 
greed-fuelled 
knowing all 
blind to the 
supernatural
natural course 
of an ending
beginning 
all around man 
something unseen
is being birthed...

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Along a quiet river to nowhere were styx lean like broken crosses. The wind is gentle with a sent of quite decay or is that brimstone in these sinister currents, that spin! A black river between two lands, one of shadows n tombstone and bright...

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Drifting between love and hate
chained spread-eagled in a tug-of-war 
of extreme emotions pulling relentlessly;
her body aches ... her mind bubbling,
a boiling cauldron pleading for release.
In her parched throat a stifled scream
soundlessly quivers, then retreats
into the dark chasm deep within
cowering in the chilly dungeon
where her heart...

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The cold feet of winter step slowly
past December’s green leaves and red berries
hung from window sills and door jams.
Brightly wrapped in silver shooting stars
tied tight with ribbons of challis and satin bows,
hope of tomorrow lies shining beneath sparkling
scenes of jolly smiling fantasies.
Past remembrance of happier...

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Haiku for Hidden Habitats



Mournful doves coo
     Bullfrogs call from tall green reeds
         Traffic rushes by

Fox quietly treads
     Rabbits from their warrens peak
       ...

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I watch the sun fall from the sky
tumbling soundlessly, the horrid quiet deafening.
As I see it touch the horizon, the world burns
and clouds, like kindling, burst into flames
set afire, until their brilliant hues burn to cinder
leaving the night as dark as the frozen embers
that remain,...

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