just on the next table yesterday...
Silence
"My Lord! My Lord!Bring down your gavel and give
Us silence so I may court some accord.
If you do not I will hush you to my heart...
I will close my ears and fold my hands
And sit unmouthed before you."
After the considered silence has appeared
And has been used so we might listen well
My Lord he still departs...
I wander around the table...and want
To hold her in my heart...she is his only
Captive... and her his only hope.
She is as her mother then...
Shrouded into the silence.
Poetry by jenks
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Written on 2010-11-16 at 02:32
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