Once I was a teacher
And people flocked to hear me speak.
I spoke slow, enunciating each word
pausing clearly for effect.

Now the silence between words has grown
But no one wants to hear my silence

2 thoughts on “Teacher

  1. I guess people are scared of silence. But those who lose the “gift” of words to the joy of silence, will know, how exquisitely more beautiful is the latter!

    Your poem has the depth, many seek after.


    1. obviously i don’t come here often!! Thank you. i am more active on FB. Hope to catch you there…

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