Words Hang Together Silently

Words hang together silently

Tuck into a trunk

Not wanting to come out

Deep in my trunk of thoughts

They huddle in jumble heap

As I try to pick apart the ones

I want to use to write a story with.

Waiting Silently

Landscape is silent no words spoken
Trees silent no wind blows through branches
Silent leaves are stranded in one place
Clouds roll silently over watching, waiting
Lake, no ripples silently lies still
All silent waiting, watching the sky above
Gray, dark skies begin let the clouds open
Opening to gently, falling snowflakes;
Falling silently across the bare ground,
Just in time for the Christmas season.