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Silence Resounding Into Nothing.

Updated on December 16, 2010


















Silence resounding in nothing.

© -MFB- 2009

They say silence is golden
I'm King Midas this week,
she's not talking,
but her eyes say
what her voice will not speak,
it's been going on six days
her cold shouldered attack
offers me her bare back
a woman-nequin whose lips
form a tightly sealed crack...

The silence is deafening,
guess I'm just
not worth mentioning
I can hear my heart pounding,
trying to get out...break loose
of the walls of sheer dumbness
that suffocate like a moose.

Perhaps it's a taste
of what my coffin will hold,
as I sit here surrounded
by so much tarnished gold,
everything that I touch
seems to turn into silence.
as the one I love most
offers only defiance.

Perhaps I should share
the great wealth of it all
without sound,
let the silence
extend beyond my walls
to the guns in Iraq,
let it quell every round,
To Afghanistan and Jerusalem...
where hatred abounds.

To the streets of the barrio
and the ghettos as well,
A new King bringing peace
to such cauldrons of hell
as the world leaps with joy
at what my silence has felled.

Oh, if God would allow
just one day to erase
the screams and the wails,
of the vast human race
with a power to reach out,
and touch the whole world
leaving cries of war stilled
letting peace be instilled.

But perhaps in the sharing
Of such wealth I'd be sad..
abandoning the very things
that make my heart glad,
for even words printed
make sounds in one's head
all of my work would vanish
leaving black screens instead,
and my thoughts all deleted
even this poem unread,
a King Midas nightmare,
for which none would give thanks
all the words struck with silence,
leaving nothing but blanks.

So I'll suffer in silence,
and let God be the judge...
and my love will come round,
with a smile and a nudge,
and the world will go on,
dealing hatred and strife,
but I'm done with King Midas
for the rest of my life.

ArtWhimsically Yours studio
MFB III Productions


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    • Micky Dee profile image

      Micky Dee 7 years ago

      I'm done with King Midas!

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 7 years ago from Southern Illinois

      I can't say it any better than Petra.You've written another gut wrenching poem.You do it so well.

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      Petra Vlah 7 years ago from Los Angeles

      A moment of silance it's what we all probably need so we can hear the cry of others and stop trying to be a new version of King Midas that only turns everything he touches into dust