The Role Of Grief Via Silence.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

for as long as grief
does not leave you

silence will always speak louder
than any

shouts of joy or whispers of romance
silence is that brick on the road

cars are disturbed by its red elegance
women find it not just for the house

little in-significances
life is more chiseled this time

refined garments
perfumed feet

shiny white fingernails
drops of rain beneath the soiled feet

for as long as grief hovers on
unrequited love

there will always be more to tell
not in words not in words

it is the silence
that dwells on the wounded lips

it is the silence
that creeps in the heart

deadens the tongue
glowing soul, winged spirit without wounds

now, pure joy like light dispersed
in black skies