Sounds
It is never silent
There are always sounds
But certain sounds
Can seem so loud
The breaking twig
The pin that drops
A careless whisper
Even bunny hops
A cry for help
A falling star
A baby’s sigh
An opening scar
The twist of fate
The dead of night
A kiss that’s blown
A hand held tight
A prayer of hope
A ticking clock
A word in the ear
A key in lock
There is but one sound
That is seen not heard
And for this reason stands apart
The silent crescendo
Of the breaking heart
© Steve Ellis (IntotheBlue) 2012