Her Silent words!!!

Her silent words
Axe the tree
With a no stump free
All with a finger
Of cookie’s glass

She settle in
The inn of the broken limbs
Of the bittered fell innocent tree
Smoking pipe with their earrings

The broken back
Laid her head with
A cheery heart
Laying eyes with
No hard heart taste

The night draws down
With a happy curtain’s falling
Rolling the night
With a longer night
For the silent words
That bleeds the trees


About Michael Ogundele

A writer, ardent reader and lover of nature. fell in love with writing five years back and I've been engraved in her arms ever since. I share my little way of writing poetry and reflections based on Catholic faith and Spirituality on this space. I hope you enjoy reading as we ride the same chariot to the leafy greens. Do follow me and together, let us jump into the ocean of my ink.
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2 Responses to Her Silent words!!!

  1. Wonderful rhythm in this. I like the image of smoking a pipe with their earrings. Also, the night draws down with a happy curtain’s falling – very beautiful.


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