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  • Dust and echoes.

    Just a scattering of old records
    laying on floorboards bare
    and my eye is drawn to a corner,
    the stereo once stood there.
    The dining room is empty
    where the table once stood proud
    and I recall the intimate dinners,
    especially those that were somewhat loud.
    I try to smile at the memories
    but I can't seem to cross that line
    because my heart is just as empty
    as these empty rooms of mine.
    They echo at every footfall
    they mock my every step
    these empty rooms of mine
    filled with memories I can't forget.
    I look to where the couch once graced
    a room designed for us,
    but now that's just a memory too,
    covered with layers of dust.
    Slowly as I climb the stairs
    to the empty rooms above
    I linger momentarily
    at the places we often made love.
    I glance quickly in the bathroom
    and recall those happy hours,
    spent in exploration
    sharing many intimate showers.
    As I step into our bedroom
    I see my soul in the dusty gloom
    for it was here that my every secret,
    was for you an open room.
    Dust and echoes now reside
    in this shell that was my life
    among memories bittersweet
    of a very, absent wife.

  • #2
    Sad can be the memories as life moves and changes. But happy, too, if we allow them to be. Well written, docstorm.

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    • #3
      docstorm - your poem chronicling the journey through nearly empty house, and overflowing memories, does a beautiful job of expressing the nostalgia and sadness associated with losing someone we love. Though circumstances might dictate different shading, the underlying sense of loss is the same, and you've captured it beautifully here. Thank you.

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      • #4
        You have taken us on this journey with you, doc, as we feel the loss and the nostalgia. Very well done!
        Last edited by MHenry; 11-25-2016, 08:54 AM.

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        • #5
          docstorm I hope your writing gives you some solace. I feel your pain. Keep writing!

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          • #6
            Dark and solemn! Docstorm Thank You for inviting me into your empty house. Now I must return back to mine. Beautiful!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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            • #7
              Hi there.


              Muttado1sb, RhymeLovingWriter, MHenry, Bobby Del Boy, The second.

              Lovely, lovely comments. Thank you all very much I'll try to be a bit more upbeat, next time, maybe.

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              • #8
                sad... but I really loved the flow of this piece. Thanks for sharing!

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                • RhymeLovingWriter
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                  Good to see you posting again imrogue! How have you been?
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