The worst case scenario had happened:
her world seems deaf, his voice now mute
the silent void a thick foam block encasing
a cold suffocating absence -- his presence
No whistling drifting from his workshop now
gone was the sound of footsteps in the door
garden tools dropped to the floor and more
a death she first deemed unable to endure
until one day, out of the silence rose a thought
sparked by a comment she had heard or read
her nature was to savor it to further ponder
she made a note and then another line until
her old familiar joy of writing took a hold. Tiny
bursts of words at first - her heart became ajar
lighting frail new blossoms rooted in old soil
nurtured by the gift of quiet, time and place
~ Silence ~
The best case scenario had happened
for in her loss she found her voice
harsh gray silence softened to a
blue cocoon filled with words
JoMae
4/2/19
An April Poem-A-Day challenge #aprpad
The day's prompt: Write a worst case and/or best case poem
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