parimonious silence

i am in love
with the silence of
writing

without sound
without movement
of eye, of lip

thought that
mimics
a sea, its shores molded
by flow and crest
by ebb and fall
heart beats; separate, same
in rhythmic cadence,
consistently phased, unremarked

i sail
this silence - not sullen or spent
softened
across the bow of wishbone
held, allayed by mast of a dream, gathering incandescent
dust of demi-gods parimonious
of lost treasure
understanding its salten water, the need
of its rhythm,

my need of
silence

bkmackenzie
copyrighted 2011


Photo by QT Luong

Posted for One Shot Wednesday: One Stop Poetry