silent call

silent call

A Poem by keith
"

busy with clatter

"

silent call  

sense of change held firm grip
no movement of air nor leaf
the air silent caught in momentary pause
no movement, no sound, all stood still
in the distance change waited for perfect arrival
a single flake made slow decent
then another yet followed again and again
the silence becoming busy with clatter of soft meeting hard.

the silent call.

© 2022 keith


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Added on February 28, 2022
Last Updated on November 13, 2022

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