Awkward Silence
Eyes not lying
I am dying
Spoke through sobbing
Hysterical crying
Maybe 4 a.m
Hollow deafening dark
Below zero wind chill
Strolling through
The snow covered park
Always meaning
To schedule a walk
Being out of touch
Hurt all the more
My advice sounds useless
Shallow guilt amid jest, awkward silence
Unwanted anxious suspense
I never know what to say
Nor comfort the kindest way
Words form clouded
It later rained
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January 31, 2010 at 5:03 pm
I like the images in this poem…in particular the “Hollow deafening dark”…what a great line.
January 31, 2010 at 5:12 pm
Thanks for the kind comment. Glad you like it. I hope to post again soon.
February 1, 2010 at 5:20 pm
Wow Adam, I really love this. He would be proud, most definitely. I’m sad too. Glad you shared that, it’s beautiful.
February 1, 2010 at 5:39 pm
I’m glad you like this one, Nicole. Have to tell you that the gender of the person is not male. From that hint, I think the readers may now be able to guess the topic of the talk. Thanks and visit again, Adam 🙂 BTW-like your writing blog @ http://nicolehumphrey.net/ Cheers
February 2, 2010 at 9:12 am
If the gender is female,then it makes a lot more sense.
I really like this post.
I can relate to it, oh dear….
hugs,
shakira
February 2, 2010 at 10:57 am
Hi shakira! Hope all is well. Yes, not the happiest poem in the world. Cheers, Adam
February 2, 2010 at 8:09 pm
Adam, your ability to mix in emotion in simple, short and clipped phrases never ceases to place a smile upon my lips. After I was done with the emotional ride I could sit back and appreciate the impact and the volumes that is spoke. A truly great piece, Adam.
February 2, 2010 at 9:01 pm
Thanks, Brandon. That’s very kind, and appreciated. Very cool what you did with your last post. I like the visual elements you added after I commented. The abstract background works very well with the lines… http://ethotericthough.wordpress.com/
February 18, 2010 at 12:57 am
“I never know what to say nor comfort the kindest way” Hmm makes ya ponder. Very nice poem Adam
but then I love each one
February 18, 2010 at 7:50 am
Extremely kind of you, Leslie. Your comment makes me think of the old adage about a person being their own worst self-critic, which I definitely am at times. Thank You 🙂
February 18, 2010 at 11:21 pm
I shouldn’t read the comments, Adam. I don’t think it matters about gender, here. I think it matters that it expresses humanity in many situations. I like.
February 19, 2010 at 7:41 am
I agree. Gender should not matter unless it drastically alters the meaning, which it may or may not do here, depending on the reader 🙂