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she sits silently
by Charlie Morganshe sits in silence; raucous noise
surrounds her oblivion of secrecy.
two girls, with tickets to womanhood
not yet punched, laugh beyond control.
deaf people aren't on their horizon,
cute boys, and who's doing who is the
salad of their lunch, the meal is them:
their hopes, dreams, current acitvities.
she still sits, observes only what is in sight
as the noise-makers of the Universe, all cavort
and take aim at their day's wealth of promises.
boys, boys, more boys...maybe he's the one?
she still sits, romance: a vacation to Tuscany
and being held tightly by a gigilo, love-artist.
the very one in her dreams, the one who hears
for her, speaks for her, and dreams with her. 07/24/2008 Posted on 07/24/2008
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by George Hoerner on 07/24/08 at 03:21 PM You hit the mark again my friend. Very well done! I love the first two stanzas. So well said. |
| Posted by Alison McKenzie on 07/24/08 at 04:41 PM Do you really imagine that she is thinking of a hearing man as her rescuer? I suppose we can only speculate. I think you captured the isolation of her plight quite accurately, her oblivion to the "noise" others experience. I wonder, though, how she experiences the energy of what's going on around her....if she experiences it at all and how it would feel. Hmmmmmm. I enjoyed this very much. |
| Posted by Genevieve Sturrock on 07/25/08 at 02:06 AM lovely vignette. i've often wondered what blind people see and deaf people hear, for i am sure their senses work differently...my own lack of sense left me rather heart broken...perhaps they are wiser for their senselessness. |
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