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“Stillness is rarely still.”
There is a shiver where silence settles,
not from the cold,
but from the way truth presses against the walls.
Shadows lengthen,
not because the light has shifted,
but because deception stretches farther than we thought.
A pause is never just a pause.
It is a weight.
It is the sound of something unsaid
carving a hollow behind the ribs.
Sometimes I wonder if silence is a shield
or if it is a weapon,
cutting deeper with every moment it holds back.
And yet,
in the same stillness,
a spark waits.
A reminder that even in the grip of hidden lies,
the body knows,
the spirit remembers,
and nothing stays buried forever.
-Kerri-Elizabeth-
When silence finally breaks, will it whisper, or will it roar?
SONSHINE FOR YOU 
This made me think differently about silence and stillness. Very well crafted.
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Thank you so much for sharing and stopping in I so appreciate that. 🌻🌻🌻
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This is breathtakingly powerful. 🌌 The way you’ve given silence such a living, breathing presence is both haunting and deeply profound. Every line feels layered—like silence itself—holding weight, truth, and the ache of what remains unspoken.
I especially loved how you turned stillness into something paradoxical: both shield and weapon, emptiness and spark. That duality makes the piece resonate so strongly, because we’ve all felt the heaviness of pauses that hide truths, and the quiet hope that something buried will eventually rise.
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Oh that’s a beautiful compliment of support thank you so much.. it’s deeply felt and the layers of healing emerge through writing and we live on an island and on a lake on the island so water is profoundly pivotal in all I see and feel and how I heal. Thank you for your presence .
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Nicely done!
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Thank you 😊 so much!
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Your writing definitely evokes suspense, Kerri. I am wondering the same question – about when your silence lifts. I await your next beautiful post.
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Its lifts and falls and lifts and falls and the end continues to be set in the distance so far anyways. All things come to an end but writing it has helped tremendously. The details are documented but the healing and perspective is definitely the depth and strength being built as well as a new kind of writing. Funny how life gives you a whole new direction with a purpose you never imagined even possible.
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It is a very thought provoking and beautiful poem. I especially loved:
A pause is never just a pause.
It is a weight.
It is the sound of something unsaid
carving a hollow behind the ribs.
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Thank you for expressing that, and for reading my real life mystery.. it’s been a different kind of writing for me but life keeps presenting it in real form so I wanted to respect it with purpose and intention and add perspective and healing through. So thank you tons for continuing to read and support.
Your writing and facts always intrigue me , the facts are amazing and like remind me of a good history game I played as a kid. I can’t remember the name but your writing could be a board game for teaching .
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