Listen and silent share the same letters.
I listen to the branch scraping my window

bowing to April Fool’s wind roaring
down the mountain spreading its chill

across the plains. Silent, I take a breath
behind glazed glass, rejecting the invitation

to join its dance. The wind pauses in silent
wonder of the declination. I listen to my

heartbeat pounding a melody commencing
its own gambol on this day of fools.

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Author’s Note:

Day 1 of NaPoWriMo, National Poetry Month. It’s almost midnight. I had to get something posted. 🙂

I used the Bibliomancy Oracle as suggested on the NaPoWriMo website for my prompt:

By appealing to a natural sense of fairness.
It’s in that spirit we appeal to yours.
           from “The Cove Hotel” by Carl Dennis