Hushed Poems | Examples

hope hushed

bound by doubt, I stood there amidst the bluebells
watching where she'd been but a moment sooner
dusk to come, her breath hanging like the
       shadows
she, thus departing

on my tongue, sweet words melted soft and
       tender
all those daring, romantic thoughts I'd gathered
passion dreams that longed for a voice, but
       silenced
with my reluctance

"please don't leave!", I begged of her proud
       affections
"you're the blushing flame that so warms my
       marrow!"
still, those sounds had not found my lips for
       voicing ...
heavy, that stillness

rife, those times that I'd worked hard to impress
       her
waiting, long, the chance of this evening saunter
there I stood, waist-deep in the meadow, darkened
mourning my chances

as her shape was swallowed by shrouded
       gloaming
rose the moon, perfecting its grand enchantments
I, then, choked on words meant for love's
       endeavor
now, sad ... unspoken.




Copyright © 2019 Gregory Richard Barden

hushed

I danced …

with an echo -
it knew your name
the notes spun about me like embers that
waltz in the breaths of flame
and die in darkness …
its final iteration whispered me of
your passion’s secret -
wrapped its lilting fingers ‘round my hope
and strangled it like a lover …
one last, loud kiss
pressed to my ears in delicate sin
then drowned in the depths of
an aching, exquisite
seductive sea …

of silence.

Her Muted Breath

it comes alive, stirring the soul
waking the spirit to a world
painted by snowfall’s gentle brush
like a white canvas, the first steps
across the blanketed path
leave imprints of hope, imprints
revealing what it means to see
silence at war with nature’s breath

it laughs at the hurried steps
of a heart rushing past
autumn’s light as she breathes
her caress, against the sun
who blends with the forest
to calm every ache, each storm
beyond the music of the leaf’s 
quiet fall, the dance of fall

silence, she weeps through it all
her pen soothing away the sound
interfering with her muted breath

We Must Talk In Hushed Voices

I'd borrowed Pa’s umbrella
to shelter from the rain,
alas one spoke is now broken
I’m scared that Pa’s will go insane!

My best friend Jacques was with me
when there was a sudden squall,
I tried to hold onto the umbrella
but it crashed hard against a wall.

So Jacques is walking by my side
and he will take me to my door,
he’ll tell Pa HE broke the umbrella -
he’s covered my back once before!

He knows Pa’s got a terrible temper
but Pa is friendly with Jacques dad,
who is the senior village policeman
so Pa won’t dare do anything bad!

I’ve not told my Pa my secret
Jacques is my first boyfriend,
he won’t let my Pa cause trouble
on Jacques I can always depend.

Hushed Happenings

yon

moon yawns

hushed secrets

whispered by stars

shhh

Hushed Soul

beyond earth's* chaos, faith-hushed soul moves heaven*

*Psalms 46:10 - Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.

October 5, 2022
1st place, "The Power of Silence" Monoku Poetry Writing Contest
Sponsored by JCB Brul; judged on 10/14/2022.

Hushed Signposts, Clues

Airborne chameleons

in the snow-blown morning:

dull white, grey gulls flying,

silently disappear 

against dull white, grey clouds.

Scatter Me Hushed

I laid my burdens down today.

               I prayed graced mercy grant my fade:

                    Let rushed wind gusts scatter me hushed.

Moon Glistens

uncanny hushed night
                        somber nebulous dark sky
                                moon ~ a strip ~ glistens



                   

                                       August 14, 2021
                  A Brian Strand 1,2,3,4,5 Lines Poetry Contest
                            Syllables (5-7-5)checked by HMS
                                         FIRST PLACE

Hushed By Hersheys

on V-day She is
tart, bitter, nutty - all His... 
hushed-hushed by Hershey's


February 4, 2021

Hushed Evensong For a Poet

              




               Let me be peaceful
               Angels, cover me with blue stars
               Grateful to the core


                         10/30/2020
                              #1

With Hushed Thoughts

In solitude,  I find calming breath between spaces
Emptiness filled without the sound it replaces
The silence against time in a rush to conclude
I find calming breath between spaces,  in solitude

With these hushed thoughts I give voice to creation
See ink form words full of haunting flirtation
Or quietly smooth out the lived-in rough knots
I give voice to creation with these hushed thoughts

Within sacred walls there are moments of aloneness
Times that life gives itself over to our fearlessness
Pen responds to the dawning light when magic calls
There are moments of aloneness within sacred walls

 6-10-2020
Swap The Verse Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May

Hushed Gore

Hushed Gore

The forest deep carries the biggest gunners

Those who do the most damage

That you remember the most and worst

The school bully who nobody could master

The boxer that no opponent beat

The soldier who loved to fight

The woman who stepped on men

These people carry the biggest guns

And walk thru the darkest glade

Enormous trees surround them

Here there is little or no sunlight

Even on the brightest days

They belong to that world and rule it

We are mere spectators and guests

Visiting them now and again

When their worlds collide with ours

Gaining a glimpse on how they work

And what they do in hushed gore

I jog on by unless gripped from behind



from 


Gatoros and Crocos: Lower Case Murky Poems and Ditties Book 2
Nick Armbrister and other writers

Hushed Gore

Hushed Gore
The forest deep carries the biggest gunners
Those who do the most damage
That you remember the most and worst
The school bully who nobody could master
The boxer that no opponent beat
The soldier who loved to fight
The woman who stepped on men
These people carry the biggest guns
And walk thru the darkest glade
Enormous trees surround them
Here there is little or no sunlight
Even on the brightest days
They belong to that world and rule it
We are mere spectators and guests
Visiting them now and again
When their worlds collide with ours
Gaining a glimpse on how they work
And what they do in hushed gore 
I jog on by unless gripped from behind
Then I ask how long?


Gatoros and Crocos: Lower Case Murky Poems and Ditties Book 2 
Nick Armbrister and other writers

Hushed

if in darkness
i fall silent 
shadowless
in the rise 
of dawn 
remember
my words 
as they
fell

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