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Poem 100: Falls into silence Bruce Goodman © 25 January 2021 |
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The lake, as waterfowl take flight, falls into silence. Limitless stars appear; the night falls into silence. Sports fields and schoolyards ring with songs of children’s laughter; Summer lawn with no such delight falls into silence. The burgeoning kowhai tree in spring weeps golden tears; Winter shade shedding lustre bright falls into silence. Parents watch each child leave to face uncertain futures; The pathway, steps that fall from sight, falls into silence. Lovers for the first time disagree on little things; Each, baffled how to solve such plight, falls into silence. Trains approach with clatter and clashing of steel on steel; Tumult passes; the scene of might falls into silence. And Bruce, his time perhaps nearing certain certain-end, Defying fading of the light, falls into silence. |