Radio silence used to descend
Intermittently, about the house.
Subtle changes when conversation ceased
To flow with fluidity.
A harshness would set in,
Words became weapons,
Finally quietness settled upon us,
Like a fog refusing to lift.
We would hesitate to talk,
Our tone dialled down to suit,
The tension in the air.
Lasting an hour or two,
Perhaps a day, never two.
Would stop our world while we waited,
Until normal service was resumed.