‘Silence difficult to create’ was a statement or question I came across a few months back, for the life of me I cannot remember where, but having lived totally alone for seventeen years with neither kith nor kin within 125 miles, I am an expert on silence:
Silence in joy and silence of sorrow
Silence to help through the cares of tomorrow.
Silence in pain and in frustration
Silence in coping with a new limitation.
Silence as I watch each new day dawn
Silence of long evenings when the blinds are drawn.
Silence when tucked up all cosy and warm
Silence before a violent winter storm.
Silence for when someone refuses to listen
Silence when engrossed in a project or mission.
Silence of persistence to learn something new
Silence when struggling with a rusty old screw.
Silence of a day when the phone has not rung
Silence of satisfaction when the beads are strung.
Silence returning home from a day of fun
Silence sipping coffee just made for one.
Silence of aging ears needing turned up sound
Silence when you find yourself lying on the ground.
Silence when the washer stops before the work is done.
Silence as you wait for workmen to come.
Silence of my world with a first fall of snow
Silence as I mix a new batch of dough.
Silence of expectation at each new destination
Silence watching a child in deep concentration.
Silence of special hugs when loved ones arrive,
hoping they don’t say “We are leaving by five”!
Silence, long silence when the foot-falls fade.
Silence of thanks for the love they conveyed.
You are a fit candidate for the next change of life position in the Indian system. You are now in the third position and the fourth is the final on the way to Nirvana. https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ashrama_(stage)
I still find time to make plenty of noise, have a social life, but when the door closes…. Mind you I still run my home single handed, pay all my own bills and do my own chores. I have no intention of going out quietly.
Dogs are the answer and parrots too. No lack of noise around here and it’s not David most of the time.
I would hate a yappy dog and cannot stand having birds indoors, they belong in nature. Jack whistled his way through the day nand I still miss that sound, but otherwise I am content with my lot.
Beautifully said, Marie. Though I’m hearing impaired and wear hearing aids, if I’m out in nature and away from all the cacophony of human produced vibrations, I can take them out and hear all the sounds that the cosmos intended me to hear. It’s like a symphony.
Al, I love to sit in a field and listen to the chorus of nature. Fortunately If I drive north, south east or west from my home, I have green fields within a mile.
I love the sound of silence . . . but QUIET can be deafening!
Nancy, when I have had enough of the ‘quiet’ I turn up the music and dance!
Yes! Me too . . .
I really enjoyed your poem ~ it’s got a lovely flow.
I started it when life was in the slow lane, but was interrupted by the ‘busy’ and hardly stopped since. A little sunshine and warmer days certainly help.
Beautiful poem, Marie. I admire the way you have established a contentedness in your independence, and yet know how to stay connected to others as well. Poetry suits you!
Debra, Jack didn’t leave me cancer took him away from me. I know he loved me to the end and that made acceptance of how life now is with all the health complications, so much easier. Thankfully I was always a contented spirit able to learn lessons from or focus on the better elements of any situation. I love people each one has a story and I have plenty of time to listen.
Lovely poem and very suitable for us who enjoy our silence, and your reminded me: this is one of my favourite songs of all time:
My living room walls are very familiar with that song.
I’m not a ‘poetry person’ but I live with a man who never stops talking, and is a DJ so never stops with the music, either. Silence is a definite blessing – but the silence while waiting is often uncomfortable, yes!
My so called ‘poetry’ is simply for fun.
Wonderful tribute to Silence. My husband is silent/ quiet. He says I talk all the time so it sort of works out.
It sounds like you have the perfect balance in your marriage, BHB. Congratulations.
People don’t appreciate silence nearly enough. So often there is a nervous desire to fill it with conversation and noise and activity. But silence can be much more refreshing and revitalising than any amount of compulsive chatter.
Nick, companionable silence worked well for Jack and I, particularly when we were painting and decorating together. If a stranger came into the room I am sure they would think we had a row!
Hello Gm, popping in to say ‘hello’. Have not visited in a while and, do I see a new look about your blog?
I enjoy silence but also enjoy sound in various forms -do hope your summer is filled with all the sounds of that time of the year (even rain can sound good).
Helloooo Cathy! I have been hiding for ten days now. 😆 Not really hiding but makinng the most of the warmer, longer and brighter days. Nothing wildly exciting, but it helps my waiting eye! 🙁 Reading is becoming more of a problem, so I am taking it in easy stages. This means I have a great excuse to clear cupboards … sort trhe yarn stach and plan new projects. All GOOD!