Unspoken

Unspoken

 

These are not words left unsaid.

These are simply words.

Unknown.

On a blank canvas of alabaster

as solid the stone that moves yonder knot…

Anchored to a body,

bold in their right of free will,

to always remain…

SILENT.

Hidden beneath a shadowed tomb,

so still,

the echo in ricochet off the sealed vault within.

 

These are not words left unsaid.

These are only words that will never be heard…

Reviews

[Mauricio Montoya]

edge in art from caves of unsaid words then came the sword when the pen became mightier, our expression in words set us free as we boldly write what comes from inside. this what came to mind as i read, ur write is poetic art. thank you for sharing.

[Seriana]

Thank you SO MUCH Mauricio! What a kind review, and a fun one! I am so glad you enjoyed!

[Hawaiian_fire]

This gave me images of the Egyptian alabaster burial jars with your cryptic delivery- and the thought that many of these jars and tombs are still waiting to be discovered until this day. Enjoyed this very much.

[Seriana]

What a unique thought! I love everyone's interpretations on this one. You all are very creative. I appreciate this review so much. Thank you!

[Poetic Beauty]

To me this is speaking about writing. Many times we have thoughts and words that we don’t verbally say but we write them down and share them even if we don’t tell the specific person our heart felt words

[Seriana]

Thank you kindly! I'm so glad to hear your take on this piece. Each and every one can take away their own personal piece of it:)
So glad you enjoyed!

[Poetic Beauty]

You are welcome. I really enjoyed reading this poem

[Paul Bell]

Words on stone I suppose can't be changed at that moment in time.
Words unsaid though tend to linger on forever never really giving closure that you need.
I like this, it leaves you feeling a bit hopeless, but death does that.

[Seriana]

Thank you Paul! So delighted at your review.
Sometimes, even the living keep words that will never be heard. Such a tragedy either way.
Thank you for stopping by and taking the time.

[Chris Shaw]

Your poem transported me to my father's grave and his headstone. His words now silent, now unspoken but anchored in my heart and forever with me. Thank you for bringing my Dad back to me today.

Chris

[Seriana]

Thank you Christine for sharing with me. I'm so pleased my words have brought you some good memories this day. Nice to meet you as well!