Poem: Silence

Sometimes the silence
doesn't need to be filled
with empty words
I wish I would say this
to the people who complain
when it's only a time
with nothing to say

another moment wasted
like the way we take our pain
from the forgiven past
and launch it towards the future

our fear finds a home
between the spaces 
of every butchered word

blind to the present 
we push and pull around
until we find something to grab
and fall in love
with the familiar 
yet again

afraid of breaking ground
we pass
around a circle
still moving
but going nowhere. 
Jason Brendel
Jason Brendel

Jason Brendel is an author, poet, and comedian living in Austin, Texas. Navigate the buttons below to follow him on social media, make a donation, or purchase his collection of laugh-out-loud poetry on Amazon.

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4 thoughts on “Poem: Silence

  1. sorry, I jumped the gun and did not read the intro fully: I said you’re a northern californiac, implying you still therein reside: now I gotta go back to FB and tell of my shame – or is that chagrin? – and say you have caught the Infectious Austin Texas comic disease. Here’s hoping there is no cure.

  2. Please, good sir, consider allowing me to reblog on WP some of your work, perhaps even enticing a few friends and neighbors to pitch their picnic blakets around your beckoning tents.

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