“Poetry is an

orphan of silence.

The words never

quite equal

the experience

behind them.”


~ Charles Simic





hearing nothing

breath, heartbeat, thoughts

meditation and prayer experience





hear Nature’s world

chirp, hum, buzz, wind and water

never quite silent






Poem:  to the edge of silence


to the edge of silence
my mind has traveled
trying to keep in balance
inside and outside noises babbled

fear of being alone with myself
needing the stimulus to keep moving
collecting experiences for the bookshelf
searching ways to keep improving

peace of mind and solitude reached
for the briefest moment the ultimate void
the world intrudes the quiet breached
what is found makes one very paranoid

a happy balance of sounds and thoughts
the mind moves in all directions
dreams and reality collected in snapshots
the world when silenced is only reflections

trying to find the silence remains a game
fits and giggles, no adversary  needed
the winner is silence as it calls out my name
to God and nature I have always conceded

like precious metals the mind is refined
experience always pay dividends
practice, practice, quiet the noisy mind
for in dying the silence never ends


ME and the Boss







About merb010

Spring Hill, FL, United States Two nice old folks just hanging out, not hurting a bug or anything larger. The years have been kind to us and we now we are enjoying our golden years reading and writing. We are grateful for the God given talents that we now use to help others. View all posts by merb010

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