Just Listen
It is simple.
you say many
I say one
I want to save silence
from indulgent forays
by unhumbled minds
believing
cacophony
to be a sound
one stops and
listens for
attentively as if
big words made
more sense
because they thunder
in so many syllables
are thunderous
resonate shamelessly
making it well nigh
impossible
to hear
the beauty
singular
and pure
that lies
beneath
waiting
for you
to listen. Art: Untitled (Baby) | Zena Holloway #Simplify #poetry #
Try a Little Tenderness
Why? Because it goes against the grain, or seems to. Because we’re worried that, if we do, we’ll turn into mush, and everyone else will. We think of tenderness as having a very limited application. We certainly don’t think of it as a potential solution to the world’s ills, or our own. But I’ve been thrown into tenderness, kicking and screaming. I’ve found it comforting and utterly ruthless. It spares nothing, loves everything. Transcends all my careful boundaries. Without ten