Indirah’s Silence


Indirah’s Silence
is the birds beating their wings
the green things with the wind in their hair
the hissing pebbles driven back and forth by the sea
the music which makes my pillow snore
the loaded paintbrush hitting the paper
the sweat rolling down the back of love
the emissary who asks me to leave
to sit on a stump of log
remembering the tree it once was
the strange cat in the car park
who spoke like a friend
when I was my own friend
listening to my own voice
advising me like Solomon’s butterfly
to be hushed and wise.



About Veronica Aldous

Writer and artist, Veronica is a lecturer is Fine Art and Creative Writing. Her first book of poems, 'Moon Cinema' is now available on Now there is also 'Mortal' her second book.
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5 Responses to Indirah’s Silence

  1. thesmilingpilgrim says:

    great art!


  2. chithankalai says:

    May I know why ‘Indirah’ in the caption, Veronica.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. chithankalai says:

    Sorry misspelt the word ‘Heaven’


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