Echoing Silence Poem by Brittany Dawn Gray

Echoing Silence



At night,
when silence echoes—
when all is dark and the summer sky is filled
with stars,
I sit up in bed.
I am an owl of the night —
a curious bystander who carefully watches
hidden from sight,
silent and still —
lost —
as a million daydreams cascade
with whirs of light that faintly flash with the numbing
drone of the television in the background —
blocked out by blips of symphonies
whirring and crashing,
forever spinning like a carousel —
jumbled and chaotic.
Alone in the night,
a mad carnival within the mind
would surely drive anyone insane.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Colleen Courtney 06 May 2014

A mad carnival within the mind.' What an awesome line! Another great poem you've written! You have a very unique way of writing, please keep them coming!

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Suburban Lovechild 05 May 2014

Nice stuff, like mad carnival within the mind...I read Picasso too, I like this better...keep it up!

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