Why Am I Silent? - title change from Why You are Silent

[LorettaYoung]

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Why You Are Silent
Dark shadows call.
Black curtains fall.
My knees are weak.
Why don't You speak?
Why are You silent?
Then diamonds dress my destiny.
Blessed clouds of mist enlighten me.
Dark fades to light when angels sing.,
and grace the grand and little things.
Why am I silent?
Again, the depth of darkness falls.
Days wearing black make frequent calls.
Dark spirits stalk and reap their prey.
A smirking demon creeps my way.
Why are You silent?

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Hi Loretta,
The title of the poem is "why you are silent".  Im not sure the poem explains why, as the person would perhaps have to break the silence and speak, in order to give an answer.  
Though  I can relate to the idea of the loneliness of silence between two people causing one of them to mentally go off at a tangent and  find  some  light to "grace the grand and little things", to make the  lack of communication bearable, "darkness fades to light when angels sing" (S2, L3), bothers me. The narrator appears to be celebrating  "blessed clouds of mist" and angels as her reality. So she's either religious or mentally cracking up because of the silence. Why not add further stanzas where the conflict is resolved and the silence becomes a not needing to speak.
I like the contrast between light and dark in the poem.  "A smirking demon creeps my way",  evokes an atmosphere well. Thank you for the read of this. Grace :-)

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Hi Grace: Sorry to answer late, but I just found you response and I appreciate it.  When I speak of You, Him, He, etc. capitalization of the first letter would indicate God; where, to anyone who has studied the Bible to any degree.
Perhaps I should have said "Why is God Silent": I realize more people would understand THAT better; which doesn't address though His/Her existence/. The "silence of God" is brought up in Revelations 8:1, and has been in theological debate in various forms.  As simply as I can put it, for those who believe in a supernatural existence;
S1 tragedy befall, why doesn't God answer the call for help; or let it happen. S2: then we are blessed; but are not thankful, "Why am I silent. So in S3 again dark comes; Is it because when things get good in S2 we are not thankful for what we cried out for in S1. There have been many proposed answers, questions; if God exists why does he let bad things happen? It is a complex question in theology. Even someone who believes in an invisible world does not go about speaking in those terms; we exist on earth in a society; the terminology speaks to the inner thoughts of people who believe in more than what they can see visably. I enjoyed your comment, I kind of like the smirking demon myself; although, this is not my spoken language. Thank you very much for taking the time to read and reply.Best Loretta

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Hi Loretta,

Sorry, it was an oversight on my part, to not notice the capitalised He, which most readers would know refers to God. I agree the "why does God let bad things happen" argument is a complex one.  I heard a journalist speak once  of how he stumbled upon a group of people, in a sun-baked area of famine, where  babies  died daily and  tree-bark stew was break-fast. These people were stretching their arms to the sky in praise  of a god they were thanking for the advent of a new day.  That's a bit humbling.  But back to your poem, I take your point about the invisible world, and using spiritual language to describe it.  This poem is making me think, which occasionally happens.. Thanks.
Best, Grace.
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Hi Loretta,
The title of the poem is "why you are silent".  Im not sure the poem explains why, as the person would perhaps have to break the silence and speak, in order to give an answer.  
Though  I can relate to the idea of the loneliness of silence between two people causing one of them to mentally go off at a tangent and  find  some  light to "grace the grand and little things", to make the  lack of communication bearable, "darkness fades to light when angels sing" (S2, L3), bothers me. The narrator appears to be celebrating  "blessed clouds of mist" and angels as her reality. So she's either religious or mentally cracking up because of the silence. Why not add further stanzas where the conflict is resolved and the silence becomes a not needing to speak.
I like the contrast between light and dark in the poem.  "A smirking demon creeps my way",  evokes an atmosphere well. Thank you for the read of this. Grace :-)
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Hi Grace: Sorry to answer late, but I just found you response and I appreciate it.  When I speak of You, Him, He, etc. capitalization of the first letter would indicate God; where, to anyone who has studied the Bible to any degree.
Perhaps I should have said "Why is God Silent": I realize more people would understand THAT better; which doesn't address though His/Her existence/. The "silence of God" is brought up in Revelations 8:1, and has been in theological debate in various forms.  As simply as I can put it, for those who believe in a supernatural existence;
S1 tragedy befall, why doesn't God answer the call for help; or let it happen. S2: then we are blessed; but are not thankful, "Why am I silent. So in S3 again dark comes; Is it because when things get good in S2 we are not thankful for what we cried out for in S1. There have been many proposed answers, questions; if God exists why does he let bad things happen? It is a complex question in theology. Even someone who believes in an invisible world does not go about speaking in those terms; we exist on earth in a society; the terminology speaks to the inner thoughts of people who believe in more than what they can see visably. I enjoyed your comment, I kind of like the smirking demon myself; although, this is not my spoken language. Thank you very much for taking the time to read and reply.Best Loretta

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Hi Loretta,

Sorry, it was an oversight on my part, to not notice the capitalised He, which most readers would know refers to God. I agree the "why does God let bad things happen" argument is a complex one.  I heard a journalist speak once  of how he stumbled upon a group of people, in a sun-baked area of famine, where  babies  died daily and  tree-bark stew was break-fast. These people were stretching their arms to the sky in praise  of a god they were thanking for the advent of a new day.  That's a bit humbling.  But back to your poem, I take your point about the invisible world, and using spiritual language to describe it.  This poem is making me think, which occasionally happens.. Thanks.
Best, Grace.

Hi Grace: Thinking is a good thing, right?  Thanks for your comments, yes, so complex and studied, and I'm finding so difficult to know how to write well, especially about this.  Your input is very much appreciated, again, thanks
Grace. Best Loretta