Tuesday, 27 December 2022

TAPESTRY of SILENCE

 by Ellen Pepper

 



Silence is not golden.
Its threads become a tapestry
of anguish
 of confusion
  of uncertainty
   of hurtful memories
      and sullen regret.

Why that family left no forwarding address,
and took no furniture.

Why he departed without saying goodbye.

Why she spoke only with others,
yet you were all unknowing,
 ... until hearing of her lies.

Questions will always remain unanswered -
  a gaping abyss of puzzlement.
To what end?

There, on the wall,
  is the tapestry of unknown,
   unspoken reasons.
It's woven with every silence.

________________________
 © Ellen Pepper 2022
Painting: Blue Silence - Mona Edulesco


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