Silent Concert Hall

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I know this amphitheater well;

One does their own creation

My aphony drew the blueprint,

My silence raised the walls

I can’t say I didn’t realize then

The construction going on

Oh, I knew, I knew too well

But couldn’t stop its course

——

I thought I’d build a theater

So my heart could finally sing

But all that I’ve accomplished

Is secluding it instead

I built these grandiose walls of stone

To resound my plaintive song

But all that you hear from within

Is the sonance of smothered wind 

——

When I first walked out on my empty stage

And bowed to those desolate seats

I raised my voice in an impassioned aria

But no sound could then be heard

I had kept in silence for so long

My cries were squelched from disuse

——

Now that I have opened my eyes

I know I will never sing for you

I’ve been hiding my voice  far too long

My voice, now entombed in this concert hall

——

Copyright © Bethany Richardson 2012

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10 thoughts on “Silent Concert Hall

  1. bipolarmuse says:

    Stunning… and I can relate to so much of this poem. ♥

  2. Pawan Hira (awakeningpsyche) says:

    your words just make me emotional…..
    love every word of it,
    “I had kept in silence for so long
    My cries were squelched from disuse”

    and very much I can relate to this…the ending line could be true in reality.

  3. cantatonic says:

    “And bowed to those desolate seats” – great line. You sound like a performer yourself eh? Great poem, x

  4. Ayasonice says:

    “I thought I’d build a theater
    So my heart could finally sing
    But all that I’ve accomplished
    Is secluding it instead”

    How many of us have built walls with the hopes of securing self when all we do is seclude ourselves from everyone else. Very thought provoking and beautiful lines. I have been reading these from my phone but it’s not very convenient to like and comment from there. I’m always eager to read all you write. I hope you are well.

    • Bethany says:

      I’m so glad these lines were able to speak to you. : ) But it is unfortunate that they are too often true. And oh, that encourages me greatly that you find something to come back to in my writing! Thank you, sweet friend. : ) And I am doing very well, keeping busy!

  5. Amazing throughout, but that closing….wow! Especially the last line:

    “My voice, now entombed in this concert hall”

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