Month: May 2015

Will you know it when it howls like the wind
and crashes like the sea upon your shores,
will you know it then, this silence?

it was so very quiet the day we spoke about death
I love you flowed nourishing but tasteless as water
life had taken another turn, this step we both took together
I explained to her that I was not worried
each of us would find our own way

and she understood but in a way that was different from any other understanding we had ever had
there was no connotation to this, no other meaning, no innuendo, no escape, no way out,

the sun was out and shown broadly begging the squirrels to come out and play
and play they did, with the birds, taunting each other from branches of the trees
but we lay quietly on the bed staring at the ceiling, neither sad nor happy