The Force of Silence, by Donna Fleischer

The Force of Silence


walk through snowfall –
a life can be made up
of anything that rushes to disappear
yet not unlike sudden snowdrifts
accrues shape with
or without anyone there

on the outerside of window glass
snow frozen      in an act of melting
by the dark      closing in      curls
in a wave against windowlight,
heaves up its awful cold,
protects what is underneath

the silence seems wise
but it doesn’t know
why or how far inward
the way out lost direction,
only that it turns violently into itself, for safety,
scorches feeling

breath ashes fly up
the dark draft of sky
and are nothing


Donna Fleischer
Charter Oak Poets ii

    • christina
    • October 25th, 2012

    beautiful, Donna! I’ve been thinking lately about silences – the ones in between words spoken…thanks for the inpiration!

  1. Thanks to you, Christina. Just this moment with Hurricane Sandy now almost here, eureka! I realize the Christina is you, poet. ~ Donna

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