THE SILENT WIND

She is like the wind that has no sound
that leaves no trace or path of where it has been

she is like a shadow left by the sun behind her
that is no more and has disappeared
leaving only darkness in it's wake

she is like the burning embers from a fire
that once burned bright but now only
darkness remains in the silent wind
and nothing remains

she is like the leaves that tremble as
they fall, bereft of tears as they are carried
by the wind with no sound into an endless
void where the silence is complete

© Reneé Espriu
Image Taken From Morgue File and Digitized as Art

4 Replies to “THE SILENT WIND”

  1. So good to see you back writing your wonderful poetry Renee… And the Silent Wind, speaks of the bleakness in winter, and the often empty silence one can feel ..
    So good to see a post from you dear Renee, I hope this finds you well my friend xx ❤

    Sue xx

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  2. A thoughtful poem, Renee. When I read it, it reminded me of how we are often left in silence and in our own thoughts when the wind stops or night falls around us – and it isn’t always the easiest space to be in. Like Bela said in the comments, I could see this poem being about grief. Your ending ‘silence is complete’ made me think. Silence isn’t all that bad. In fact, I am someone who likes silence as it’s when I can listen to myself and honour how I feel. Thank you for sharing.

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