Silence sets loudly

Silence sets loudly


Voices from far away but close

Darkness with eyes open

Running through the doors in infinite dreams

While finger tips holds to finite reality

Moving through black and white

Vivid is the loud lack of sound

With shadow only looking majestically in a chair

Whispering to the other voices

Bed was made

Coffee wanders through the silence

Images of once loves and hopeful ones

Destiny peeks around the corner of the mind’s eye

Many wonders, few fears

With regret at a keyboard in writer’s block

Fighting the sound of what could and should of

Lucid keeping all in place

Silence sets loudly