SILENT THUNDER
He softly speaks of quiet pain
Then smiles to ease the burden we now share
And deep within my searching soul I find a truth
To run away from if I dare
His words are silent thunder running scared in
circles unconnected
He touched me and I'm freezing in a suffering
warmth that leaves me wanting to
experience a love that can't be mine
And now I softly speak of quiet pain
His words have left me standing in the rain and
the thunder has grown deafening
Remembrance of his smile is my umbrella. His
gentle touch is my despair. He is unaware
that I truly care; no longer there to
know he touched my soul and left me
bare and wanting.
This poem was previously published in a White Mountain Publications' Anthology.
Audrey Austin.
Poet, Audrey Austin
This site is to honour my mother, poet, Eva Ruby Austin.
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