Heart Beats

“I say let the world go to hell, but I should always have my tea.” -Fyodor Dostoevsky

Adorned with my colorful mask
I venture out into the world among strangers
I am startled by the sound of not only my own voice
And theirs… Must they speak so loud?
Are they shouting, or have I
Grown accustomed to the subtle silence
I live with each passing day
But for the melodious song of grey mockingbirds
Outside in my peaceful garden
I find myself longing to understand the meaning
Within the sweet arias they croon
Do they sing of spring and summer heat
Or heartache and loneliness for a mate?
I take a deep breath
Feeling my heart beat, beat, beat…
And sip a glass of cool mint tea

©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg

dVerse Poetics: Solitude

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

17 Comments on “Heart Beats

  1. Pingback: Heart Beats —Linda Lee Lyberg – Grumpy's Gifts (poetry corner)

  2. kaykuala

    Are they shouting, or have I
    Grown accustomed to the subtle silence

    Silence can give a jolt to a calming effect when one gets faced with certain situations. Being cautious may help to reduce the tension


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  3. Yes, Linda, although we have missed the sounds of everyday life, after the long silence voice do sound loud. He only loud sounds I enjoy at the moment are birdsong and distant lawnmowers! I’d love to join you with a quiet cup of mint tea!

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