Silence – A Sonnet
Oh, sacred hush, a balm for weary ears
No traffic roars, no children shriek and play
A gentle sigh, the rustle of dried leaves
A symphony of quietude that lasts all day
But wait, a fly! A buzzing, maddening drone
Circling my head with taunting, tiny wings
This blissful peace, so quickly overthrown
Replaced by fury, and the urge it brings
To swat the beast, to end its cruel refrain
I curse the day I sought this silent glen
Perhaps some noise, a sprinkle of soft rain
Would be a welcome friend to me again?
Still Silence, like a room devoid of light
Can hold its own brand of unwelcome might
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Kevin Driscoll(Mostly) Vegetarian, Politically Progressive, Daily Runner, Spiritual, Helpful, Friendly, Kind, Warm Hearted and Forgiving. Resident of Braintree MA.
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well written
Thanx for your sonnet on silence and sound, and sharing another side of our talented Kevin!
Wow, you definitely have sonnet chops! Of course with a humorous twist–I would expect nothing less. Well done.
Hey! I just requested a rhyming narrative from Dana, and she was disinclined. But then right away, there was a sonnet from you, Kevin! So the universe works in imperfect ways but is actually quite inspiring.
Wowser-yowser
Glad you got your sonnet fix Dale!
I had to used a Shift + Enter key as a carriage return
“Carriage return!” Now there’s a concept I hadn’t heard in quite a few years.
Yeah – I used a typewriter before I used a computer keyboard.