Thurman P. Woodfork

A TROUBLING TACITURNITY

IWVPA Double Tap Award for War Poetry: October 9, 2004
Awarded: October 9, 2004
What would you have me speak of?
What would you have me say?
Are you interested in my thoughts
Or just intrigued by the way

I sometimes sit in silence,
My veiled eyes fixed within
As I look back on searing scenes
From places I have been?

Do you really care why I brood?
Would you like to share this mood?
Do you truly want to come with me…
Live these things I can’t help but see?

They’ve been inside me for so long
In the private places of my soul
They’re now an integral part of me
And cannot be so easily told

To someone who does not know
How such terrible things came to be
Though I long to purge myself of them
So that I can once again be free.

I beg you to have a little patience,
And wait for just a bit more
Until the day I can come to you
To share what makes my heart sore.

Please… never, never, ever think
These are secrets I wish to keep;
If I could, I’d give them all away
In exchange for dreamless sleep.

So, for now, and just a while longer
… Hopefully, not for eternity,
With your patient understanding
I must maintain this taciturnity.

Submitted for the October 2004 IWVPA Club Theme Project, “Taciturnity