The Silence (Poem)

Normally I welcome the silence

A chance to catch my breath

To hear my own thoughts

To let my guard down for just a little while

How I’ve longed and yearned

For those precious and private moments

When I can be just me

No interference’s, no jurors, no jokesters, just me

But, sometimes that silence

It really can be almost deafening

The weight of it pulling me down

The quietness echoing and bouncing off nothing

I want to plug my ears and scream at it to stop

I yearn to see a smiling face

To hear a friendly voice

To hear a little laughter

I hate it as much as I love it

I long for it as much as I dread it

This overwhelming mixture of pleasure and pain

I find in “The Silence”

Mom

BarbieBF

© Barbara Froude 2002