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the silence was tangible

by Peter Humphreys


sitting
on an old stone wall
crumbly down
from centuries before
when monks prayed there
offered alms
or buried
the rich and poor

the silence was tangible

beside the ruined monastery
a round tower
shambled too
ivy laden
truncated now
to tiny fragments
battles long gone
beside the Pale

a robin came
to size me up
as a wren
flitted tiny be
amongst the
rambled tower
remains

its such a day
that life
opens up
the soul

08/08/2019

Posted on 08/08/2019
Copyright © 2019 Peter Humphreys

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Linda Fuller on 08/08/19 at 11:43 PM

This is lovely, as are so many of your poems.

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