Sunday 23 March 2008

It was so silent that....



It was so calm I sensed
the sun spinning around the Earth
at a thousand miles an hour…

It was so silent
I heard the breeze pushing against the window
like a ship forcing the sea apart…

It was so silent
I heard the trees say,
“Look, that girl is picking fruit off us again.”

It was so calm
I sensed people singing far, far away
Like a butterfly flapping it’s wings….

It was so silent
I heard moaning floorboards
like a child that doesn’t get it’s way

It was so calm that
I heard the tree roots crack and break the cold soil
and disturb the innocent worm…

It was so calm that
I heard a bird’s nest hit the branches of a tree
like a radiator puffing and panting with exhaustion…


It was so peaceful
I heard the swooping of bats in a quarry
like sawdust being blown around in a tornado…

It was so silent
that I heard voices of the spirits
saying, “Come join us” in heaven…

It was so silent
that I heard the tap dripping on a metal bowl
like the sweet sound of chimes...

It was so calm
that I heard my heart beating gently
in the morning light…

It was so silent
I heard a rubber falling onto a book
like oars slapping the sea.

It was so calm
I sensed a tree in winter growing
leaves again like a resurrection…

If was so still
that I heard my blood pump
to the beat of African drums…

It was so mild
I heard my brain rustle to think of an idea
like maple leaves rustling to struggle free…

It was so silent
I heard the leaves one the trees rustle
like a plastic bag in the wind…

It was so peaceful
that I heard pages of a book being turned
like a mother stroking her child’s hair…


It was so calm
that I heard the buzz of my dad’s shower
like bees buzzing through the sky…

It was so silent
that I heard the sun turn from morning to evening
like the world was falling down…

It was so silent
I heard statues frozen still
like a pond in the winter…

It was so still
that I heard the rain trickle down the window
trying to get in the house to calm down…

It was so silent
I heard a cow mooing
like a whistle without a ball inside…

It was so silent
that I heard aliens speak
in human voices from the heavens…
Every child in Class 5 wrote a verse.

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