Monday, August 18, 2014

On Mute

On Mute

I am mute 
In my words to you
My words are quiet in love
In writing I free my white dove
My words are a mystery
Screaming Loud in my poetry
Give me a pen and paper
I may right you a love letter
If I have to say it out loud
I get lost in the crowd
Private in my thought
But my poetry has got me caught 
My writing stays in motion
While I silent in my emotion 
Another Silent love potion
The cure to my poison

Deborah R. Shaw
The Silent Stalker



1 comment:

Anonymous said...

again wow silent