The Silence of Words

....words have meaning that come with intention and regret

The Silence of Words

 

 

April 30^th, last day of

Poetry Month, arrives

with showers, grey skies,

and sadness. Fitting I

suppose referring to

the old saying, ‘April showers,

May flowers’, those Springtime

colors designed to bring joy,

happiness, and the feeling of

self-worth, of being whole

and seen, alive in wonder.

Instead, this day has brought

the realization that words

written did not land

with the compassion and

support intended.

 

It’s a dichotomy, this intended/

received, and like rain,

making everything soggy, wet,

and feeling miserable, as

well as needed for the beauty

and new things to come.

 

It’s a dichotomy that makes me

realize my words have

meaning, that how they are

perceived is more important

than why they were given.

In our world of great suffering

and pain, to recognize the

importance of community, of

continuity as necessary, it is

also important to understand

what is needed.

 

So, on this last day of

Poetry Month, standing

outside my home, and

getting soaked by a mind

that doesn’t know how to

use it, I will silence

my words, hoping that

they have not lost a friend.

 

Aztec Warrior / redzone 4.30.2026

Author's Note

....thanks for reading.