Quiet...

Shh-h-h-h-h-h!

Haiku Flow Out....

Kill my soul my friends
Punish me for loving you
Think about yourself.

I never knew why
Until now - and I wonder:
What was I thinking?

You never loved me
All I wanted was respect
Open up your mind!

I cannot feel you
You can fade away from me
I refuse to cry.

Is Silence Really Golden?

The winds movement stirs up the dry autumn leaves on the trees to cause a low rise and fall of a hissing sound. Light shifts from room to room and darkness comes once more...Silence once again.

You cannot speak because you have been stricken with a cold that has given you laryngitis and only whispers escape in a breath. You want to shout out to all the beauty of the Fall but the hissing of the leaves are louder than your words can faintly declare. Waves descend once more into silence...Sleep...You are tired and sick. Let the winds lure you back to slumber.

The Sound of Silence...

Don't listen...to the ringing....of your ears...inside your head...
Do you hear it?
It could drive you mad!

Today is the Dark Day...

There was the sound of wings whooshing through the still air and then silence once again.