Silence Burns Midnight Blue

Your poetry is a breaking of water, a
birth pang, let us talk instead of
seeds. Of skin. Of earth. Of before.
What did you really mean when you
wrote of love? How distant is the word
from the thought? Is silence the purest
word, stripped of pretence, emotion
submitting naked to the starlight? If I
imagine you -without words- silence burns
midnight blue, is the colour of afternoon
lust, I sense you like a second
wound, a noiseless picking of scab from
an unseen cut. I do not speak. Silence is where
we go when we go beyond love, where
we spool back our lines, unmask our
metaphors, where we accept that the
poem is a false reckoning, realize that silence
is a euphemism for scream.

42 thoughts on “Silence Burns Midnight Blue

  1. Ooh, this silence resounds and reverberates through the intricacies and intimacies of human relationships — being a euphemism for scream is such a strong sentiment. I’ll be left wondering over it for a while. It’s after all true that silence says more than words ever can.

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  2. The closing line caught me off guard. I have to admit that I’m not sure I agree with it. Silence a euphemism for scream? Hmm. Need to think about that some more. Pardon me while I retreat into silence…

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  3. Wow, wow, wow! ❤️ This is incredibly deep, Rajani and has so many quotable lines. Especially like; ” Is silence the purest word, stripped of pretence, emotion submitting naked to the starlight?” ❤️

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  4. I love the title – midnight blue silence (the colour of lust) is gorgeous, Rajani. I also love the question:
    ‘…Is silence the purest
    word, stripped of pretence, emotion
    submitting naked to the starlight?’

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  5. “…I sense you like a second
    wound,”
    Leaving a Thot: That was outstanding, moving right along but after the quote above, I lost the thot.
    … I sense you like a second
    wound… that ending, for me, a very powerful Thot. Wrapped all things up. Cool : )
    Always a pleasure to visit your site.
    ZQ

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