Silence Is Broken Poem by Sandra Fowler
Silence Is Broken
The raindrops are too numerous to count.
Landscapes display their sorrow on the glass.
Fragility is lucid, shattering.
Small worlds are falling, who can put them back?
We try to hold together what is lost,
But song cannot be mended with a touch.
Silence is broken and no human hands
Have skill enough to make the difference.
Previously published, The World Poet's Quarterly, China
sandra great poet. endless string of thought provoking gems i could wear them round my neck. sleeping with your poem in mind.
'The raindrops are too numerous to count.' But this is what people are doing in their daily life. Counting numerous holes, but not the good deeds of an individual. 'Small worlds are falling, who can put them back? ' Now words have fallen from the hands of Poet Sandra, who has put them back under the title 'Silence is broken.' What is impossible in her own words, she has made it possible. Well done.
Sandra What beautiful images, I can see so far into the depth of this poem. The words on their own are simply beautiful, I just love this line Landscapes display their sorrow in glass. What a mound of images come out of that line alone. JUST PERFECT Cheers Sylvie
beautifuly, well written i love it. i agree with sylvia Landscapes display their sorrow on the glass. is a wonderful line that conjuers up wild images. Sincerely Nickie x x
Add a comment.smart minds at work,keep it lit bro.
Small worlds are falling, who can put them back? ........................................................................ Very fine poem dear Sandra, This the rhetoric once again forces us to think about not turned processes...10...... Best wishes, Tsira
Beautiful images and excellent choice of words. Every line can be a subject of meditation and has meaning for everyone. I like thought-provoking poems like this.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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An elegy of a broken-heart and I see a hidden painting; a lass with a cane basket she collects the scattered dew drops.An Extraordinary painting Sandra.