The Silence That Was There...

it is the silence
that i love most
it is worth it
lady-like, reserved,
cool as they
name her,

on the other side of the
euphemism
is the muteness of
that mutiny of sorrow

they all come and leave
at the same time

but it does not matter
it is this that remained
wholeheartedly

sincere and healing.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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