Silence
Deafening silence
Engulfs the house
Like a choking cloud of noxious gas
Seeping into every crevice
Of my emotions
The only interruptions
A ticking clock on the wall
Keeping time like a heartbeat
Slow, deliberate time
And fingers hitting a keyboard
The occasional passing car
Or the old house groaning
At the breath of a cold winter day
Otherwise silence
Deafening silence
It conjures up every thought
Every worry
Every memory
Every regret
Where did all the sounds go?
The sounds of laughter and joy
Of celebration and play
Of family and friends
Of food and drink
Of Thanksgiving
Gone overnight
Swept away
As if by the whisk of a broom
Into the dustpan of life’s memories
Now, nothing but silence
Deafening silence
Does your home seem deafeningly quiet after a long holiday weekend spent with family and friends or are you happy for the reprieve?
The Brown Road Chronicles 
That was beautiful…
Thanks for stopping by Maria!
Wow! That is so timely and very well written. Lovely. I enjoy the quiet… the calm after the storm, so to speak.
I usually like the quiet too, but today I guess it seemed a little overwhelming.
yes, I’ve felt that silence after guests have left. After having them around for a few days you get used to a different rythym of life, then, returning to your own normal rythym suddenly seems vacant and abnormal. “swept away into the dustpan of lifes memories” as you say.
We actually weren’t around our house much until yesterday, but were with lots of friends all weekend. Then it was our daughter’s birthday yesterday, lots going on for four straight days. This morning everything suddenly seemed hauntingly quiet. Guess that’s what the radio is for, huh?
Yep.Betcha schizohrenics never have thisproblem.
I have to say, this year was amazingly drama-free — making it was one of the best Thanksgivings ever. It was definitely hard to go to work today. Beautiful stuff, Cowboy.
Thanks, I have to admit I don’t have a ton of drama in my family. Then again we live pretty far away so typically don’t spend holidays with them.
I think I have felt that way in the past when I put so much effort into the day, but now that I have several writing projects going on at once, I look forward to getting back to work!
Silence – the joy of silence – four kids means not nearly enough silence.
Loved it.