Silent Passings

Sometimes I can hear
that scream...
you know the one...
borne of sorrow too intense...
that scream that lives
in the heart now...
choked and silenced
by time...
sometimes I can feel it
trying to ing chao through
the hardened layers
pulsing hard
to the beat of the memory
pulling the trigger....
tonight it was...images...
which called it....to claw...
mother...sister...beloveds
laughing and moving
silently
touching me
like the passing wind..........