Hark, I Hear A Thought

By liquid_emotion

I sit in a perfect silence
Still hearing the tree frogs
A chirping of half cricket, half bird
I sit in a smothered darkness
Cut by a deep sparkling sky
Beauty of pureness undisturbed
And as I sit I ponder him
Never far from my thoughts
Or dwelled upon for hours
And as I sit I start to listen
To a heart that stutters questions
When what I seek are answers

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Published on Wednesday, April 23, 2003. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "Hark, I Hear A Thought"

On Friday, April 25, 2003, DoctorAsh (371) wrote:

beautiful again, yes. such artistry
On Friday, April 25, 2003, shadowsinthelight (146) wrote:

Must be nice, here there are no tree frogs, just barking dogs. The question must be asked before there can be an answer. Very nice, S
On Thursday, April 24, 2003, Jonas (715) wrote:

when you're on the border of peace and yearning... on the yearning side, waiting, but still steadily breathing, anticipating your chance to relocate. as long as your papers check out...
On Thursday, April 24, 2003, KittyStryker (710) wrote:

mmmm... yes... hearts are complicated critters, eh?
On Thursday, April 24, 2003, cre (410) wrote:

Concise and beautiful. The last three lines are just so dead on and convey a feeling incredibly well. Great job.
On Thursday, April 24, 2003, FallenSky (42) wrote:

such a sweet blend of words, it paints a beautifully vivid image in my mind and then ends with a thought ... keep writing ~CFS