![]() Silence and WordsA Poem by Geralyn MillerHe was the Master of Silence, I, the Lady of Words; He taught me much of listening; hearing the unsaid.
He was content in silence and never learned the glory of words.
So, once I mastered Silence, the Quiet grew too loud. Until the drumming, thrumming Nothing stood between us like a wall.
, While I had mastered Silence; Silence had mastered him. Trapping him forever, in walls of howling silence; a prison of his own making. And the prisoner, too fearful to escape. © 2010 Geralyn MillerAuthor's Note
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4 Reviews Added on September 1, 2010 Last Updated on September 8, 2010 Author![]() Geralyn MillerPhoenix, AZAboutI was born in the year of the Dragon, and am prone to roaring for amusement's sake. I have been writing poetry since I was eight. That's right, fifty years of poetry, all written in longhand. In ad.. more..Writing
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