Dear Diary,
A brief poem today:
Silence Falls
and I listen
for it to break.
I strain to hear
Something.
What will it be?
A passing car?
A moan from the house as it settles?
A stray bark from a faraway dog?
The furnace whirring into action?
The lonely call of a mourning dove?
I still my breathing, not wanting it
to be the sound that shatters
the thick, delicious silence
that surrounds me.
How unusual to be enveloped in complete
Silence.
My world is full of constant motion
and vibrant sound.
I breathe soundlessly.
I wait.
A motorcycle roars by on the street below.
The pause evaporates.
Dear Diary .... by Kellianne Sweeney 
Comments on: "Silence Falls" (5)
Hi Kelli –
I appreciate your “serenity” poem for a couple of reasons. I call it a serenity poem because a silent environment provides the soul with a suitable venue for reflection and meditation. The silence can be soothing and calm’s your being. Happy Wednesday and nicely done, Kellianne :).
Thank you so much Brian. It’s always lovely to hear from you. Poetry comments from a Poet are always wonderful to hear. I agree with you about the serenity of silence. It is a special treat for me.
I love it. It’s so true how nice moments can be ruined so easily.
Yeah, silence doesn’t happen much for me and I know that’s true for you too! It’s a very pleasant treat. Thanks Krystal!
Silence don’t happen long in this world. Kellianne you are such a wonderful poet 🙂 I hope you have and write more! TY for sharing this.