silent echoes

Words spoken

are heard;

written words are visible- those connected lines-

but let’s say words are unseen

silent to the eye.

 

Echoes are unseen

and words then

must be echoes spiraling

from a pool soft swirling,

deep within the spoken word.

 

The intent of words

grit

molds the unseen

pearls

worn round the throat

that would speak

unheard lying cool

against the listening heart.

 

My friend, now you are seen

only in memory yet

I speak unheard

and finger the string of pearls

of our unspoken words.

***

It’s open link night at D’Verse  Pub for poets.  Go there to sample fine poetry.

 

20 thoughts on “silent echoes

  1. Sad thinking of friends who are now seen only in memories, but lovely to “finger the string of pearls of our unspoken words”. Friendship is like a string of pearls, and even more precious.

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