Poems and Poetry

The Silent One | A Poem by Ian Fletcher

You always were withdrawn and self-contained
so by your nature you are still constrained
for since you have been lying underground
you have slumbered there without a sound
with reports that not a single whispered word
from your abode in the beyond has been heard.
It seems therefore that your taciturnity
is destined to continue in perpetuity.
Hence from beneath your shroud of silence
we can expect no promise of deliverance.

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