Radio Silence

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When the wind died
He heard the silence.
There had to be a hawk
Birds were down-
         huddled,gone.
Silence here had it's own sound;
Thick winter water
Trickling over pebbles
         under a shell of ice.
The sound of his own blood
         coursing, flowing
For the time being.

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