My Hopes, Memories and Dreams

Disquiet

 

 

 

Your silence is deafening

Not even ear-plugs of disdain

Can quieten the echo

                                                That richochets through my heart

                                                                                        Still…

 

 

 

 

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28 responses

  1. Echoes in every heartbeat!

    November 15, 2009 at 3:27 pm

    • That it does ! With a rhythmic synchronistic beat that can be heard around the universe.

      November 17, 2009 at 3:37 am

  2. blissbait

    okay. this slays me
    bringing back a father who
    never ever spoke

    Lord. Powerful, Colleen. This one did a wham bam to my gut.

    Thank You? ( 🙂 ) Cheers and Namaste.

    November 15, 2009 at 4:11 pm

    • Yes there is something about silence and men…husbands or fathers…yet every generation of women continues to crave something more.

      November 17, 2009 at 3:38 am

  3. Once our hearts are hit, it is sometimes very hard to fight back…. strength and determination must rule! Love you words and the image!

    November 15, 2009 at 4:51 pm

    • Thanks for visiting. The image is super isn’t it ?

      November 17, 2009 at 3:39 am

  4. There is something so luminous about writing this raw. Thank you for sharing this one, Colleen.

    November 15, 2009 at 6:05 pm

    • Lovely to hear form you Belle. Hope all is well in your world.

      November 17, 2009 at 3:40 am

  5. a rock hits the water…

    November 15, 2009 at 9:15 pm

  6. Sharie

    Beautiful poem, deep and sadly honest. We must be on a similar wave length. I too posted a poem about silence today, but from another perspective. Love, Sharie

    November 16, 2009 at 5:01 pm

    • Hi Sharie,

      Thanks for your words. Funny how that happens isn’t it? I will pop over your way.

      November 17, 2009 at 3:42 am

  7. in my experience, the echoes are the most difficult to learn not to hear … very moving and tangible.

    November 17, 2009 at 3:17 am

    • yes, how very true. Thanks for adding your voice Purple. I’m pleased you enjoyed my words.

      November 17, 2009 at 3:44 am

  8. and the crowd sat silent…..
    powerful, very, very powerful

    November 17, 2009 at 9:24 pm

  9. Disquiet,

    Left me catching my breath at first. Then I marvelled at the ingenuity that must have gone into the tears spilling from the eye.

    Putting it all together, I felt i was in the presence of a multi-faceted great artist.

    Thanks for sharing.

    Michael J

    November 21, 2009 at 4:44 am

    • Welcome Michael. Thanks for dropping by my place.

      November 22, 2009 at 12:23 pm

  10. Words and feelings that echo forever. Crying green eyes. Oh my word…speechless.

    November 22, 2009 at 5:23 am

    • Hello Sara. Lovely words coming from a lovely lady.

      November 22, 2009 at 12:24 pm

  11. Can you imagine how powerful your book is going to be with your story and poetry? I can’t wait to own it, you amazing young woman. Let your heart sing!
    Love,
    Pam

    November 25, 2009 at 4:52 am

  12. Very interesting and arresting photo/animation image. The poem brings me back to those awful silences. Nothing is worse than being so alone and lonely right next to someone who is supposed to be a source of comfort and love… “still…” –john

    November 27, 2009 at 7:58 pm

    • Hi John. Yes that’s exactly the sentiment. It is funny how even after we may have parted ways from such a relationship, the expectations can still remain…and the silence still aggrevates.In this case I am waiting…still…for the father of my children to find his voice in his parenting of them, but alas the silence pervades.

      November 27, 2009 at 10:04 pm

      • Choice of words… I hope you and your children are well. My own story gets very complicated. The mother of my child (aged 7) and I are somewhat at peace these days. I watch with great interest how my son defines and speaks about the two different worlds he lives in, by his choice. They are quite different worlds between his two homes. So far there’s enough mutual respect. Then again, there are things we simply don’t talk about, and don’t want to, and never will, and that is ok. The good silence has replaced the bad for now. Still…

        November 27, 2009 at 11:12 pm

      • Well I am glad you have found some way of communicating, with the interests of your son at heart. I can handle the silence, I am just not sure if my daughters will be able to recover as it appears the situation will continue for a while at least. But that is their journey and I am so pleased I can offer them all the need in the meantime.

        November 27, 2009 at 11:25 pm

  13. I’m glad i stumbled upon your blog…your writings are fantastic!

    February 10, 2010 at 4:00 am

    • Hi Kelley, Thank you so much for visiting and for your kind feeback. I look forward to visiting your place too !
      Colleen

      February 10, 2010 at 4:03 am

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