In the silence of the room
vinyl crackles
like some distant message
over a wireless radio. The piano plays
and shadows fall
upon me, the wall, the day.
Twilight beckons,
with fingers of light, its seduction of me
is complete …
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©2021 Christine Kelly
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Dusk speaks to me,
silent whispers
capturing my attention
like a finger dragged along
the spine.
My senses sharpen
as quiet takes precedence
over the lush
sounds of day.
Unbound and free
my mind becomes loud,
though I say not a word.
My fingers run
over the page
bringing forth
what lurks beneath
the placid surface,
with nary a ripple
to be seen until twilight
embraced me
and made me
her own.
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Copyright © SirenSong1208
All rights reserved.
Photograph taken by SirenSong1208
Dusk speaks to me in silent whispers,
capturing my attention
like a finger dragged along the spine.
My senses sharpen
as the quiet takes precedence
over the lush sounds of day.
Unbound and free
my mind becomes loud,
though I say not a word.
My fingers run over the page
bringing forth
what lurked beneath the placid surface,
with nary a ripple to be seen
until twilight embraced me
and made me her own.
:
Copyright © SirenSong1208
All rights reserved.
Photograph taken by SirenSong1208
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Siren Whispers 