Thursday, December 27, 2012

16)Wordless by Michelle H.



Someone comes
cloaked in silence,
Crumbling concrete.
There is meaning in his steps,
pressed to the waiting dust.
Words like water
drip from his
take on shapes
that hold.
A single, simple truth
onto swollen lips,

A Word

beyond our sense,
not in our speech
into this Babble.

He has come to take
the shards of sound
into his bleeding palms
and loose our twitching
tongues and turn the
Poisoned words all
into silver seeds.

Life and death,
sound and silence.
the wordless world
will hear.

Michelle H. is a courageous woman, an excellent writer and a passionate lit teacher based in Colorado Springs.

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