by Leonard M Hawkes
After the sleep
When my eyes were mine
And my mind emerging,
My tongue was hers.
And I spoke liberation
In syllables unknown
To Them--surely the vocal
Silence of my heart.
Author's Note: post surgery
Posted on 10/30/2006
Copyright © 2019 Leonard M Hawkes
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Anne Engelen on 10/30/06 at 06:04 AM|
Oh I like this. It made me wonder, got my thoughts trveling and left me with a smile. Nice one!!
|Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 10/30/06 at 03:07 PM|
I really like this! "surely the vocal Silence of my heart" - does it take the drugs of surgery to let us speak?
|Posted by Travis G Finborg on 11/03/06 at 03:58 PM|
the poem evocatively brings forth the sense of birth and awakening.