Free Your Words...

Break free...

You long to utter the words,
to release what is caged,
in your glass heart,
a silhouette of frailty,
wrapped in a gray cloud,
hidden behind an invisible wall,
a ghost stands between us,
wearing a cloak of silence.
Quietly, you wait for the wind,
to blow the entity away;
A savior…to free your words…

Reviews

[David Scott]

Oh my dear Quill...
I think the wind has blown in and the ship us sailing strong in waters that are bountiful.
You captured this better with words than any glass box could have and you gave the "ghost" form and voice!
Simply splendid!

[Quill~]

*sigh* That's a lovely comment, David. Thank you!

[quinfinn]

the wording in this is sensational and perfectly matched to the theme "a ghost stands between us, wearing a cloak of silence" this is the essence of the entire piece in my opinion and speaks volumes all alone. i wish you could have seen my reaction to this, you might have really enjoyed it. this is a wonderful write, and lovingly penned.

[Quill~]

:) I "can" envision your enthusiasum right now...and I love it! Thank you so much!

[quinfinn]

welcome, certainly

[Quill~]

:)

[Jack...]

This was silently beautiful with a hidden vigor roaring to get out, if not for the veil of fear, we would hear. This was soft and like a velvet throw, filled with warmth.

[Quill~]

I am humbled by your kind words. Thank you.

[Jack...]

It was my pleasure and I who should be thanking you

[Quill~]

*blushing* :))

[Coyote Poetry]

I loved the way you described silence in the poem. Artwork and words gave life to the poem. Sometime fear of words and action block the opportunity to speak the truth. Thank you for the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Quill~]

:) You understand so well. Fear holds back many things. Thank you.