For even one moment the birds stopped cackling

The bugs went to sleep

The dogs all sat and listened

The silence of an empty mind

The echo of a soul gone sad

It passed through windswept streets

snow blown against warm panes

People in chairs and couches huddled close to crackling fires

The void of an empty body pressed firmly at every door

The doors stayed shut, the wood peeled and froze.

Bubbles of laughter, sighs of pleasure, moments of blissful splendor

All seemed hidden behind a wall, a broken clock without hands

The world went quiet, cars unmoved on avenues and alleys

Children stood and waited

until the Earth moved again.




Editor’s Note: Make sure you check out Big Easy Magazine’s past featured poets!  This includes work by Tyree, Julia, Sharita, Nolan and Joao!

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