The quietest pond that waited
for its ducks to fly back
is finally alive.
Don't hush me aside, silly babe,
cheat all you want,
do what isn't right
to keep me at a distance:
nobody is better than me;
I offer no jewels, only love...
being true is no pretense:
write our story, turn a new page!
Hang out with me in the quietest place
away from noises, where the only voices
are ours, where all the whispers lead to kisses;
silence brings on intimacy and a state of craze!
I'm a romantic by nature,
whispering sweet words
makes me passionate...
it shows in my deepest emotions;
watching starry skies
changes everything to divine:
surrender to me, ditch those guys!
Whenever the rock music gets very loud,
we should find a quieter place with no crowd,
where people don't sing, scream and dance,
where their minds is only set on romance!
In a quieter place we can find peace,
express many emotions and feelings;
there fireflies sparkle among trees,
there we can get closer to Paradise!
I heard myself speaking in the midst of the quietest crowd,
it's like jingling car keys, swinging on the holder,
running feets on the marathon ground
Acapella harmonies, moving in the music room,
jolting piano notes from one to two,
two to three,
I heard myself speaking,
like splashing waters
slapping the gigantic whales
waves coming in and out,
but then, somebody snapped a finger;
and I, never spoke again...
"The Quietest War"
Solitude on silent paws
stretches strategically
under covers
a velvet skinned
war map to be read
by commanding
hands and fingers
welcomes the
Quietest War
gliding over
soft mountains
like he’s some
Messerschmitt
tasting the thrill
he's all hard metal
grazing bullets
Counter intelligence
pierces the barrier
sound the alert
She’s some kind of
advanced aerodynamic
Smiling Spitfire
winning
the Quietest War
taken
one day
at a time
(LadyLabyrinth /2020)
“As I walk this line, I am bound by the other side
And it's for my heart that I'll live
'Cause you'll never die
Well if you want to know me, I'm a war
Companion...”
Even in the quietest moments
By
Jude Kyrie
Sometimes even
in the quietest moments.
I can hear your voice
comforting kind and gentle.
It stirs up memories
of your unconditional love.
Then goes even deeper
to a need that lives in me.
A need to see you again,
to feel your closeness once more.
I know every inflection and
nuance of your sweet voice.
Angels bring me her message.
Angels bring me her love.
For now I understand
there is no silence, no ending.
Only a continuum
of what was once us.
I close my eyes
And I can see you again.
through the mist
of two worlds apart.
Your face so
beautiful to me.
Your kiss
so comforting.
In silent voices
from the quiet
place in my heart
that nobody
but you can fill.
I whisper
I love you honey.