Long summer days are longer without you.
Fireworks are no longer bright without you.
Life is so lonely now without you.
My arms are empty, they cannot hold you.
Cooling ice-cream has no charm without you.
The movie theater has empty spaces for you.
The backyard screams to me it wants you.
The driveway wonders, where exactly are you?
Your bedrooms await, waiting for you.
Your beds are cold, waiting to warm you.
Your clothes remain where they were left by you.
Your shoes gather dust, there is no one to replace you.
abroo, this is actually quite good.
ReplyDeletejust scrolled down and read the others; I like them, too, but this one is my favorite. The ordinary images captured through the lens of extraordinary grief creates a powerful juxtaposition.
ReplyDeleteThe poetry is heartbreaking, abroo, but beautiful and...maybe, therapeutic? I hope so, my dear. love you lots xoxo
Thanks K. It was just coming to me in waves yesterday. Thanks for all your support...:)
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