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Sunday, 27 October 2013

Poem: Between silences




red of the sunset on the grey clouds burns
under the cover of longing the spirits escape
speaking in a foreign language of a time they felt free
amongst the shadows of ourselves the poets sing
between silences capturing raindrops to help us breathe
 
in the water of evening the waves turn
shipwrecked against the tide of time we drift away
blue always above us as we make paper scrapes
to hold a scent of freedom which once made us feel alive
between silences building a hiding place

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19 comments:

  1. Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger27 October 2013 at 17:31

    This is so beautifully done--poignant and tender

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  2. Mary27 October 2013 at 17:37

    So much of importance DOES happen between silences.

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  3. Kitty 27 October 2013 at 17:52

    "in the water of evening the waves turn
    shipwrecked against the tide of time we drift away"

    ^ This - is one of the most fantastic lines I have had the privilege to read in a while! Enjoyed this poem so much!

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  4. Sherry Blue Sky27 October 2013 at 18:33

    This is incredibly beautiful, and reminds me of when I lived by the sea and was so joyously alive..............this poem is full of beauty.

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  5. Vandana Sharma27 October 2013 at 18:46

    It has a calming aura:)

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  6. ZQ27 October 2013 at 18:52

    Shhhhh :-)
    ZQ

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  7. Brian Miller27 October 2013 at 18:59

    the poets sing
    between silences capturing raindrops to help us breathe...smiles, i like that much natasa...and the creating of that hiding place between them as well..i like how you circle back to it...i like the sense of movement in this as well...

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  8. Scarlet27 October 2013 at 21:14

    I specially like this line: between silences building a hiding place ~

    Good one Natasa ~

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  9. Laura27 October 2013 at 22:13

    beautiful Natasa, absolutely beautiful.

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  10. Anonymous27 October 2013 at 22:21

    I too admire how you illuminate the emotional space you've caught in the final line and title ~ M

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  11. Anonymous28 October 2013 at 04:00

    this is a beautiful poem, very well written. :>)

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  12. Sumana Roy28 October 2013 at 04:38

    i love that depth of silence.......

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  13. TALON28 October 2013 at 05:02

    First of all, the photograph is breathtaking and sets a perfect stage for your gorgeous words. It's the gaps in our speech that speak volumes...I've always believed that. Just gorgeous, Natasa!

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    1. Natašek28 October 2013 at 08:41

      thank you very much Talon! love what you said about gaps in our speech.

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  14. Tarang Sinha28 October 2013 at 05:27

    Nice poem! And the picture is so captivating!:) Did you click this?

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    1. Natašek28 October 2013 at 08:39

      Yes, I took this at Sečovlje Salina (http://www.kpss.si/en/intro), it looked magical that morning. peaceful.
      and thank you :)

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  15. Anonymous28 October 2013 at 18:06

    There is such magic in those in-between places.

    Elizabeth

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  16. Stormcat Poetry28 October 2013 at 20:30

    This is beautiful. I wonder though aren't the between the silences the noisy business of living?

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