POETRY
Between Silences
Free Verse poem
There are days that silence rages so fiercely, I fear the panes will crack and cave. O how I long for your witty exchanges once more. We spend hours, lingered in poetry, conversations enlightened with articulation, and then your mind snaps; Silence. I learn to entertain myself between silences, to sift through diaries left haphazardly on tabletops. The words you’ve written scream for release; your tortured mind begs for forgiveness. I want to wrap you in my arms and chase away whatever beast has your tongue. The silence seeps under doorways; a smoky haze soaks the room. There are days when you wander the halls as if there is something you want to say. I wait, in anticipation, for one mere syllable, just one sound of recognition from your lips, to explore the vast knowledge imprisoned in your mind. Such madness controls you. Given the chance, I would say all the things you cannot, if only I knew the words. ©2020 Lori Carlson. All rights reserved.
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Lori Carlson writes poetry, fiction, personal essays, creative non-fiction, and articles. She focuses on Spirituality, Life Lessons, Self-Awareness, Relationships, Mental Health, and LGBTQ+. She is the Owner/Editor of Promptly Written and Not For Bedtime Stories. You can find her older stories on her Medium Blog, Ravyne’s Nest.
