SILENCE
silence in the sunshine
waited for bad news
under heavy hot skies
the fat worm slithered off
subdued by sultry sunshine
by persistent inevitabilities
calm after storm
sweet stillness enrages
what to do with the fists?
loveless greenery surrounds
muttering blossoms
the lavish imbalance of
insideous peace glaring
in the sunshine
in the face of our fall
expelled banished parched
unforgiving weeds of our own creation
beg forgiveness.
– Diane Sophrin.
Vermont, 7.14.18
Diane Sophrin 