The silence

In the middle of the field I saw,
I saw, I touched, I smelt,
But I couldn't, no matter how I tried,
Hear,
It was silence,
A strange silence all around.
The tree swayed with the wind,
But not a rustle was heard,
Colourful birds opened their beaks,
But their song vanished.
I could not bear the deafening silence around me,
And doing what I needed to do:
I broke the silence,
Shouting into the air,
“Sound!”
And it came out no more than a whisper,
In this strange quiet world.
Again I cried out,
Once, twice, three times,
Every word grew louder and louder,
Suddenly I could hear,
Caught by surprise,
I lost sound for a moment or so,
Back to the deafening silence,
Of the world.

Great poem! That was really good. I especially like this line....

Back to the deafening silence,
Of the world.

Great poem! I almost seemed like a story somehow.

That was amazing.
I could imagine it in my head.
The last three lines were my favorite.

I agree with everyone, I could almost see myself there. I loved the last three lines Awesome poem!