What is silence? Is it the absence of sound? Or is it something more?

Silence. It enters the room like a Masked menace. Creeping Peeping Extinguishing The flame of conversation has gone out. All the world Begins to shout. But there is no Voice To shout the shout, Just as there are no Ears On which the shout May fall That will listen to the Cries of the Dead. The silence has made them Deaf To the Silence.

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  • ken bultman on Jun 4, 2009

    Maybe something is out there. I don’t hear it but the poet does.

  • smruss3199 on Jun 10, 2009

    Great poem, I like the title “Silence”, it’s making a statement! great job

  • Milton H Peebles III on Aug 16, 2009

    Interesting.

    Take Care, DreamSweet and let Your Heart Shine
    ~ milty

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