the only sounds–
Ray Bradbury pages turning
and my beating heart
I drift to sleep
on fairies’ wings…
my phone on silence
even the crickets
have all gone to sleep–
late-night silence
oh the symphony–
if shooting stars
weren’t silent
I have silent skills–
the scent of rain before it falls
the taste of cilantro
your words spilled out
before you could filter them–
silence came too late
sometimes
all that’s needed–
loving silence
raucous hail
gives way to snow…
blissful silence
a lifetime’s laughter
swallowed by the vacuum
of silence
as the sun wakens
before the world–
peaceful silence
that moment
of silent introspection
to get your brave on
a squeaky door
meets a miracle worker–
WD40-silence
Jennifer Gurney lives in Colorado where she teaches, paints, writes and hikes. Her poetry has appeared internationally in a wide variety of journals, including Rue Scribe, The Ravens Perch, HaikUniverse, Haiku Corner, Cold Moon Journal, Scarlet Dragonfly and The Haiku Foundation. Jennifer’s haiku has recently won the 6th Basho-an International English Haiku Competition and was recently selected for the Golden Triangle Haiku Poetry Competition in DC. Her poetry has also been accepted into the Ars Nova Shared Vision project in Colorado and will be turned into a choral piece and performed in a series of concerts in the Denver area this June.