cyril ioutsen - still silence. poems. volume I

abandoned railway
still going
somewhere

abating storm
leftover rain
abandoned
on the grass

above
the summit
the sun
keeps
rising

above the sea
the seagulls
carry the rain

absorbed
in a daydream
a young frog
alone by
the leaf

across the fog
silence drifts
to the forest

adjusting
a pebble
on a beach
looks out
of place

after dark
returning
with a catch
of moonlight

after dusk
darkness
goes too

after the rain
too much sky
on the streets

after rainfall
flooded
by sunlight

after the snowfall
left on the ground
the clouds

all of the sky
in a tiny pond
still summer

alone
among
others
forest
trees

already gone
before I saw it
a perfect view

always
summer
far away
somewhere

ancient ruins
outlasting them
modern garbage

another spring
or perhaps
the last one
again

as if never
before and
yet again
autumn

at cliff edge
a butterfly
and me
it goes
farther

at dusk
colors fading
one by one…
wary to be seen?

at the edge
of the leaf
the snail
is lost

at the window
on the dry side
of the rainstorm

autumn
afterglow
of spring

autumn
at last
so soon

autumn
forest
bright
shades
of decay

autumn
the last
leaf falls
and then
another

autumn
seeing it
for what
it is

autumn forest
and beyond
all there is

autumn rain
sound of drops
still in the air

an autumn leaf
in my mailbox
some message

awaiting
the dusk
the snow
lingers
still winter

awash with
the sound
of waves
waterfront

Bach
by the pond
frogs wait
for the cue

back and forth
on a forest floor
restless shadows

balance
nightfall
moonrise

bare branches
few leaves
free to share
dark skies
with stars

Beethoven
in the storm
thunderclap
steps in
for timpani

between stars
and beyond
looks the same

beyond
the silence
beyond
still silence

a bird
a tree
sharing
solitude

birds in the sky
never lost
in thought

birdsong
leaving
no echo

bitter cold
a sentinel
for a pine
an old raven

bizarre
when up close
fire in
the fog