The time for soft and quiet has come.
Rest.
Lay down the bones of sorrows past.
Yesterday is a hush,
no longer ringing her angry bell.
She knows it true.
The time for soft
and quiet
has come.

The time for soft and quiet has come.
Rest.
Lay down the bones of sorrows past.
Yesterday is a hush,
no longer ringing her angry bell.
She knows it true.
The time for soft
and quiet
has come.
5 replies on “Soft and Quiet”
You’ve been on a roll for weeks now, Brooke. Lots that I love among them. “Lay down the bones of sorrows past. Yesterday…….no longer ringing her angry bell.” Great stuff. Wondering why Angry Yesterday as feminine sounds poetically right. Keith
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Aww. 🙂 Thanks Keith. I’m so glad you’re still enjoying my word babies. I do love bringing them to life. ☀️🌸
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Nice… very soothing poem Brooke.
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Thanks Jason. 🙂I’m glad you felt a nice soft vibe. We could all use a bit of softness these days. x
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Agreed!
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