grief (Remove filter)
A Lullaby of Loss
(Inspired by Death With Dignity, Sufjan Stevens)
Stoic and sober silence, I can feel you,
Like a blanket draped 'round me
When I'm down with flu.
Why don't you speak?
Decimated dreams, I can see you
Even in the stark bleak.
The color of coal.
When will you heal?
Whispers of floating phantoms, I can hear you,
When you hover over my cot
And sing a berceuse.
Why did you stop?
Flowers p...
Wednesday 22nd July 2020 11:11 am
The Cost Of Your Hand
I awake on a bed of roses,
Whose petals crunch like orphaned autumn leaves.
A ray of sunlight towards me approaches,
Dancing in the light are muddy speckles aplenty.
I can feel the air around me toy with my locks,
Which is as feeble as your grasp on my hand.
But I hold on
To you, this very second, this very moment.
The mere sight of you sugarcoats my disill...
Thursday 9th July 2020 7:07 pm
Recent Comments
Tim Higbee on Peninsula
1 hour ago
Auracle on In memoriam...
3 hours ago
Auracle on Fred's dilemma
3 hours ago
Auracle on Another Shadow
4 hours ago
Auracle on Soulmates progress
5 hours ago
Auracle on Eradicating an old flame pain
5 hours ago
Auracle on Peninsula
5 hours ago
Reggie's Ghost on The Evil Empire
6 hours ago
John Coopey on STAIRLIFT TO HEAVEN
6 hours ago
Kelsey on In Case I Lose This Fight
8 hours ago