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?
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