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a flick of a switch
and darkness crept into each corner of the room,
tracing each surface
and caressing each crack
until each speck of dust
breathed in black.
a slight sigh
left her lips
and hung momentarily in the air -
feelings
that seemed so effervescent in the day
dissipated swiftly
as soon as they came.
and soon
shadows intertwined
into a labyrinth of time:
sprouting shoots nudge against
the marcescent foliage of seasons past,
twisting and turning against the uneven soil
which beds the depth of her mind…
David RL Moore
Mon 10th Jun 2024 12:32
Hi Syc,
The use of a coded title is a great idea which leans into the subsequent verse like a gentle ramp.
The verses envelope the reader as if they are the encroaching darkness described in the text, a very effective use of words revealing the process depicted.
The final verse seems to describe the rejuvenating quality of sleep. I momentarily thought it might be describing some kind of illness in the subject...on second reading clarity came.
Subtle and clever writing with a good measure of beauty.
David