(Can I Get A) Witness

[RhymeLovingWriter]

Witness


broken brush and

half-used hand cream,

standing,

still,

spaces marked

by final breath of you


truths of nature,

fast-cemented,

time-passed

inches

crawled upon

peculiar days


sagely sauntered,

words of comfort,

sweeping

skirmish

deep

within my beated heart

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The simplest of things can inspire poetry, can't they?

[Parkinsonspoet]

The sparing use of words supports the emotional nature of this piece giving the simplest of things a voice,

[RhymeLovingWriter]

The simplest things sing loudly to my heart sometimes. Thank your for the kind words, Jon.

[poemzone]

amen to that.

[RhymeLovingWriter]

Thank you poemzone!

[grant hayes]

Quite simply beautiful, Rhymist. Highlights for me:

broken brush and / half-used hand cream

inches / crawled upon / peculiar days

sweeping / skirmish

You let the sparse details work their own way into the reader's heart. This piece manifests a kind of silence which conveys absence strongly. Top drawer.

[RhymeLovingWriter]

It is surely an absence strongly felt. Thank you for the read and leaving this comment.

[AlexandratheLate]

It is sparsely beautiful by taking ordinary things and making it hauntingly effective.

[RhymeLovingWriter]

I really appreciate this comment Alexandra. You excel at choosing words to do the same in your beautiful work. Thank you.

[Johntee]

Once the armour
of the day
now the residuary
of memory

[RhymeLovingWriter]

True - as sad as tombstones in yonder cemetery.