I used to write every day under the pen name SilentDream. So much has changed since then.
Only sharing what's made it to the page very recently and going forward, which may be far and in between.
This one was inspired by Cristofori's Dream by David Lanz
you read like hesitance
and a pause that builds before collapsing into more silence
as my fingers trace your lines that steadily fade...
Thus I rest on a page that won't turn.
your hold was like resistance,
staccatoed breaths pressed against my sighs
Though my hand hovered near your heart,
it won't yearn.
and I swear I forgot to breathe
when I thought you'd touch me
Herein, though, there was promise -
desire tumbling into a swell. There's
still promise and there's hope within a pause.
In your silence, I hear
me - my measured breaths, slowed
exhalation and, therein, I swear I'm