Void
Void
Silence softly slips in—
a pickpocket of noise—
lifts the clatter of life clean.
It smirks, pockets your punchlines,
leaves you holding breath like debt.
Even your thoughts whisper,
afraid to wake it with ideas—
that smug, velvet void
with better timing than you.
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Fabulous! "a pickpocket of noise" --- made me smile.
ReplyDeletePlaying with sayings in "lifts the clatter (instead of clutter) of life clean"
Love the idea of personifiying silence so it's smug and smirking.
Thanks so much for posting to the prompt! Love it!
What a perfect description of silence. Well done!
ReplyDeleteBrilliant poem, oh a pick pocket of noise, where do I find one of those.
ReplyDeleteGood one. I echo the other comments.
ReplyDeleteEspecially dug the pickpocket imagery
ReplyDeleteWell quadrilled, Chris, and I love the ‘pickpocket of noise, the alliterative ‘pockets your punchlines’, and the simile ‘holding breath like debt’.
ReplyDeleteI'm feeling sleepy now Chris. Nicely done 👏
ReplyDeleteBravo!!!
ReplyDeleteMuch love
Really like "pickpocket of noise."
ReplyDeleteSilence personified. Oh my. Lovely idea. And great persona as a pickpocket. Such a beautiful mind. Thank you. Selma
ReplyDeleteStellar poem - and 'pickpocket of noise' love it 💞Suzanne
ReplyDeletei can't help but wonder... is this what a comedian experiences after telling a joke that has no reaction... seinfeld... your poem created a world i could see
ReplyDeleteOh, what a delightfully different take on the prompt! I thoroughly enjoyed it.
ReplyDeleteFantastic poem, Chris!
ReplyDeleteYvette M Calleiro :-)