Fugitive Fragments

by Mike McGuire

The Sound of Silence

 

The unheard tree that falls in forest far
The probe of sun’s long finger at the dawn
A dancing leaf succumbing in the Fall
An opening bud’s slow-motion waking yawn
A statue’s cold complexion gazing blind
Thin wisp of dust in drought-dry river bed
An Amyclaean oath or doldrums’ draught
A graveside meditation for the dead
The spinal spasm sparked by lover’s touch
A Himalayan banner hanging lax
The twitch of a savannah lion’s ear
The auger of an upheld unstruck axe
A mushroom cloud on monochrome TV
The words that spoke in unremembered dream
Blurred shooting star dividing inky sky
A painting of an open-mouthed scream
Plains Buffalo stampeding in their fear
As heard by poet when the Muse is near

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45 thoughts on “The Sound of Silence

  1. Wonderful writing! This piece flows so nicely and is telling it’s own story.
    Very nice.
    Lots of love

  2. a1000reasons on said:

    The fragments of silence
    Splintering into a thousand pieces
    Caused by its heavy fall

  3. “As heard by poet when the Muse is near” It would seem, my good sir, that your Muse was close at hand whilst you penned this. Too many beguiling lines to choose a favorite. Your words are magical….

    • Thank you kindly Christina and yes my Muse was indeed close that day and fortunately wasn’t wearing that diaphanous outfit that leads my mind astray (as you know, they can be a bit of a bee-aach at times).

  4. The line “A mushroom cloud on monochrome TV’ from your poem gave me the shivers.

  5. Beautiful poem, Mike; it felt like a journey upon which you pointed out all of the quiet in the attractions. I especially loved this line:

    “A Himalayan banner hanging lax”

  6. Once again, you write the truth. I absolutely loved it. Kudos.

  7. wow, amazing. every line was well thought-out..and yes, all of them are silent, but leave a great impact. Perhaps this was the most captivating for me, ‘Thin wisp of dust in drought-dry river bed..’ Glad I read it today. Inspiring

  8. Oh Mike… You found such beauty, in the silents… There are no words worthy of breaking them… Just awed silence…

    • The ‘silents’ – Megan your default approach to the English language is to render any improvements – usually phonetic filigree – to make its words more apt, self-evident, polysemic or witty. That you would do so to honour this little poem is as fine a compliment that the poet could wish for. I thank you with great noise and clamor.

  9. We need these silent moments to hear our inner poet and in this case your readers, as I indeed did, became hushed at the discovery of your sublime poem. Truly wonderful!

  10. sounds of silence wanders and echoes
    whispering what the muse wishes to say out loud..
    I really like this Mike….
    Take Care…You Matter…
    )0(
    maryrose

  11. I love it. Awake asleep and around your world, it sings.

  12. Judging from the title of this poem and then its content, the sound of silence has much worthwhile to say.

  13. what can i say…i’m speechless :-) – incredible!

  14. There are no words to describe how much I enjoyed this poem, except maybe “Encore!” :D

    ✘Ⓐ

  15. powerful stuff Mike
    the augery of the axe is a vivid image :)

  16. Muddletation on said:

    Loved this

  17. pi314chron on said:

    *smile* I’ll second Roxi’s “Outstanding!” (Even if I DON’T know what the deuce “An Amyclaean oath” is! Never mind…I’ll ask my good friend Google. *g*

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