quiescence

quiescence s

absence in the voice
a silence that holds what isn’t said

need hovers with wings
ready to fly into fear

blood too has its stillnesses
the knife that cuts out the heart

the breath holding forever
the part that was written for someone else

quiescence close up s

De at dVerse has given us the word voice for our quadrille this week.  My poem is not a ghazal, but in the spirit of one.

I’ve used this painting before, but I thought it fit the words.