siLenT goDDess
by Tim Kavi
I realize now
why you do not
make loud boasts
or talk too much
because
when you do
all the birds
hush up
the winds
stand still
babies stop crying
silent whippoorwill
across dreamy
nightscapes no longer
keep their songs
redemption of the seamy
those corrected wrongs
the priests
listen in quiet prayer
just to hear
your sweet voice
quaking in fear
not peeking not a dare
at your displeasure
but not afraid
you are my sacred
treasure
a pretty goddess
standing over there
not speaking
but power is long
in your fixed stare.
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