In The Room

bus stop poems, midnight thoughts, old thoughts that still mean something, small stories, Uncategorized 1 Minute

To sit in welcome silence

Is comforted beauty

Filled with its own calm

It’s full here

To sit in disconnected silence

Is heavy jagged pain

Filled with its own undertow

It’s empty here

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Published by deannemansfield7242

I am many things in my life. I write about all of them, in some form or another. Fact or fiction it is all there.

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