Only Silence Is Yielding

Written during a period of melancholia. Excerpt:thirsty eyes are watching/ piercing the echoing darkness/ the pebble is descending/ the ragged face is placid

Only Silence Is Yielding 

thirsty eyes are watching

piercing the echoing darkness

the pebble is descending

the ragged face is placid

yet parched fingers are arched,

unsteady in anticipation, as 

he waits, 

awaits the splatter

 

but 

 

patience is leaking,

hope is fleeting,

and he hears the pair leave when 

only silence is yielding

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i picture a pebble thrown into the lake...and the lake waiting for its arrival...the splash

and thought of skipping stones in a pond.

and i saw this as an allegory..love is the pebble...i am waiting for it to splash into me, instead it skips over me...and patience and hope finally leave...i will not receive the pebble..i will be a still lake, alone..

and the silence is yielding to the chaos of a broken heart.

damn i like this poem.

jacob

[Aisha Mnd]

It's amazing how each person gathers a dissimilar message when reading a poem. Tis' why I love poetry, :). Your idea was quite different to mine, as I pictured the pebble being thrown into a well whilst writing this. Nonetheless, the message formed in your mind upon reading this poem is just as right as mine. I love writing vague poems for this very reason, :). Thank you for the review!