Author’s note: someone recently remarked on how quiet I was. I’d shrugged and  smiled. I’m not sure we can explain how we’re wired. I don’t speak much…but I say plenty!

The pause of a woman
-not what she says
but.. what… she…. does…..not
You want to fill the cacophony
of silence ..of dead air
with a narrative of your choice
(don’t bother)
You’ll be wide of the mark
-unless you hear her voice
For, who knows what churnings or calm
swim beneath deep, still waters

©Vivian Zems

Hedge 55– a poem in 55 words