Silent Prayer

Silent Prayer

A Poem by Grace Lee

the most vibrant of days
wraps itself in fruitful colour
we make our way through carpeted
displays of heaped leaf fall
kicking tumbles of rusts and ochres
mellow with shapely yellows and
earthy browns between roasted umbers
crisp dry leaves underfoot
the crunchy crackle of autumnal
presence

we pass cracked headstones
clad in green ivy creeping
crosses uprooted and tilted
no weeping from the long lost dead
trees stretch their high reaching heads
into heavenly blue
sun’s rays filtering down
casting shadows stealing light

only the shrill cry overhead
of red kites soaring
masters of the Sunday sky
agile and angled
winging their way through
flimsy whispers of white ghosts
sailing silent on seas over
old England

I find myself in quiet prayer
yes I am praying

© 2025 Grace Lee


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This is an eerie, eerie host of lost fog-grown consciousness that wraps you into that faraway unknown, a slow and calculated emotional walk into eyes and ghostly memories of unexplainable apparitions. A talon long worn as the talisman, now thrown into a pond, sending ripples through the spine, like kites and headstones and crosses and yes, prayers too. A beautiful walk...one that pulls you back into a century of reading where that one glance will never suffice. Pinot worthy without a doubt~

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Grace Lee

3 Weeks Ago

Lol I guess i deserve a Pinot from now



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If your prayers are like your writing they will be heard. You write very well. Is English your fist language or 2nd

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


An intriguing poem about prayer and the passing of the seasons....

Some great vocabulary here...illuminating mother nature at her finest....
we make our way through carpeted
displays of heaped leaf fall
kicking tumbles of rusts and ochres
mellow with shapely yellows and
earthy browns between roasted umbers

Thanks for sharing this poem...:)

BB73

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


Blending with wirling emotions. Excellent poem. Loved it

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


You've got the thing. I look forward to reading more of your brain.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


A lovely picture of autumn here. Even a graveyard is pleasant in such an environment. Such beauty is worth prayers of thanks.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Wow! This is truly beautiful. Very lyric and evocative in its descriptive language. I am impressed

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Good Friday morning, Grace 🌤
Well, it's morning here in Texas, but I'm wishing you happiness whatever time of day it is where you are.

Ahhh, my first review of your work!
Welcome, Grace … I hope you'll like it here, enjoy the wide variety of artistic writing, attract many friends, and make the Café your home.

Ya know? You couldn't have selected a more perfect title for the ambiance of this excellently rendered poetic piece. Then, your pen began dancing across and down the page, spilling stellar ink with a feather-soft gentle hand -- laced with magical metaphor, painting vividly impacting imagery, stirring stunningly emotional timbre, breathing life into our own imaginations' world, and for the moments shared, taking us ever-so completely into your own … each, the hallmarks of a masterful poetess.

The creative originality of your Free Verse diction (in contemporary format) is uncanny, awakening scenarios I never knew existed within … and, what a delightful thrill it is to discover it all by reading you, Grace … You and your "we" companion!

"we make our way through carpeted
displays of heaped leaf fall"

"we pass cracked headstones
clad in green ivy creeping"

(yet, a mystery)
"I find 'myself' in quiet prayer
yes 'I' am praying"

Not to mention the overflowing cornucopia of poetical magic beckoning to us from every line in-'between.

A brilliant work, Dear Poetess, deserving an admiringly envious toast … "KLINK!"
Thank you ever-so gratefully for sharing, for all your reviews, and most of all your generous request of Friendship! ⁓ Richard 🥂

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Grace Lee

3 Weeks Ago

THIS IS SO MUCH OF KINDNESS FROM YOU
I APPRECIATE
A gentle and quite remarkable write with lots of visual elements which delight this artist' s heart and just a soupcon of the macabre. Or is that because I've just been watching Nosferatu? Excellent work.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Grace Lee

3 Weeks Ago

THANKS FOR CHECKING UP KEN
Sometimes our thoughts ARE a soft and quiet prayer that just leaked from the day's musings...

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Grace Lee

3 Weeks Ago

You're right
and thanks for stopping by
Your words are as perfect as the 'all about' can be. Beautiful words, laid and shared. Many thank yous on what is a chilly, wet and unfriendly morning. You've brightened my mood with such a gentle poem - many thanks, Grace Lee.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Grace Lee

3 Weeks Ago

YOU ARE MOST WELCOME

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