A storm just passed. The quiet settles in. A moment to catch my breath. A rest stop on the side of the street. A place for travelers to gather. Underneath a fluorescent lamp which attracts the moths. Take a seat and have a rest with me. We can share this quiet moment. No turmoil to divide or... Continue Reading →
In the quiet moments I feel. Disconnected. Thinking too much about myself. And I get bored. Restless. Worried. I want to speak to someone else. Take the attention off me, please, and give it to the world. Make small talk. Give big talks. Make the world notice you. Not me though. I'm quiet. I'm thinking.... Continue Reading →
Silence enwraps us as we sit together. Side-by-side but nothing said. Our breathing in sync. Inhale. Exhale. Together. At first these silent moments together are uncomfortable Nervousness rushes to the surface as I try to think of something to say. I just want to break the silence so bad. But I don't want you to... Continue Reading →
Walking down a quiet path. Wandering between tall trees and rustling bushes. Tip-toeing around swaying flowers and soft moss. My arms raise to the sky as I take a deep breath. The canopy of branches stir with the breeze. The sunlight squirms between the leaves to reach the ground. Melodies of songbirds mix with the... Continue Reading →
Everyone is stuck inside looking out. Distanced from one another. Public squares are empty. Schools empty. Restaurants empty. All very quiet. Trapped inside our own homes. Stuck with our thoughts. Our anxieties. News blasting loud. Fear and blood by the bucketful. Please, make it quiet. Washing our hands. Humming to ourselves to count the seconds.... Continue Reading →
Allen The Writer 