In this semi-silence
a world of whispers and distant thrumming
tries to seep in.
But my ear’s not open for business.
It isn’t just outside either.
There’s all that internal static and rumble.
No out, no in.
Meeting a solid barrier,
sound beats against the drum.
Rebounds, thunders round
and rebounds again.
This is the constant rhythm rolling
on a shore rebuking all waves
until they’re left seeking another listening post.
welshstream 
somehow this made me think of a baby in her mom’s womb and hearing all the body sounds… think there is a time to open our ears to what’s outside – and then there’s a time to just listen within – what the moment has to tell us
I can imagine a world where this is so.. I started to think about the days were you are deprived of sleeep and lies listening to your own heartbeat.
Your poem made me think of time spent in hospital with nothing to do except listen to your own body.
Such a hard disorder to live with and you brought us into it quite effectively.
I do understand about that internal static. It would be hard to deal with…I think.
Oh yes, being forced to pay attention to your own background noise… argh!
I can relate to all the bodily sounds & static rumbling & beating against the drum ~ Its a matter of paying attention ~ Good one ~
the rolling rhythm of a shore rebuking the waves….its got to be hard not to get the full sound but still get the rumbling….deaf would be hard for me…i rather like my sounds…
so liked the visual this brought, “This is the constant rhythm rolling
on a shore rebuking all waves”
No out, no in. Meeting a solid barrier. – I so get this.
This piece intrigued me, not for what was on the surface, but as a primer for TM, for finding the meditative state, the beautiful white silence in the center, to quiet the mind, to quiet the monkeys of emotion, or need, of fear; lots of depth, many avenues to pursue; good job, thanks.
the absence of a sense is haunting, especially without another sense to escape too, tense
Your words made me think of the time – now luckily gone – I had pulsatile tinnitus Sounds I didn’t want to hear blocking out the sound I wished to hear.
Anna :o]
there are times when I’d like to drown out the external by closing my ears and listening within…times I’d like to drown out the internal by ramping up the sounds that surround… and times is like to do both, but never knowing quite how…
even through all of that, I can’t imagine not really ever hearing.
this was a lovely piece…as you can see it spurred my brain to ramble on…my apologies.