writer’s silence

 

silence

i sit in this room

watching the sun slowly crawl through an untamed sky

no music to soothe my mood

and no noise from the television

i sit in this room

listening to the silence

 

silence

i sit at this desk

looking out these windows

pondering these things that were my past

and people who have come and gone

what have i done? is this where i need to be?

its winter and these frozen thoughts

slowly turn the  blooming doubt

into a summer warmth of certainty

 

looking out these windows

i sit at this desk in silence

taming  the doubt,

and molding it  into words of reality

i sit in this room

in silence,   finding the answers that i seek

i sit in this room

all in silence as it speaks….

 

 

 

c. 2014 bgw

About bradford graham west

enjoy poetry about life, emotion and everything in between. it's real and true. - please read and enjoy! - bgw
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