This started out as just a silly comment to my sister on Facebook. I did really like it though, but didn't really have anywhere to go with it... So, here's my attempt at turning it into poetry...
Our home fades colder
Every day without you...
Lovelorn and lacklustre,
The spiders spin shadows in the dark of this dying house.
Emptiness piles higher,
Higher, in the corners -
dust
so
thick
it
chokes
the air,
chokes the last breath
the last
of life.
Vestiges fading, trailing, torn,
tattered curtains silent to the floor -
Listless mourners, these sentinels.
Despairing,
Watching in sorrow.
Decaying with it all.
Are we trapped in it yet, in these frozen depths?
Corpses of the sea -
Suspended.
Come back and save us. For the stillness grows.
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Without You
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