It’s over
the flicker of hope
extinguished
by a gasping breath
exhaled too soon
thru a premature grin
The hollows of a hearth
cold and silent
broken darkness
all is as it was, again
Normalcy for me…lives on
Poet of the Light © 2019
It’s over
the flicker of hope
extinguished
by a gasping breath
exhaled too soon
thru a premature grin
The hollows of a hearth
cold and silent
broken darkness
all is as it was, again
Normalcy for me…lives on
Poet of the Light © 2019
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I could hear a sigh in these words. When the hearth grows cold and hollow it is truly done. This piece is wrapped in heavy atmosphere.
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Such is winter long…awaiting springs rebirth. Thank your for keen reading and comment.
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Yes, Winter is slow to move as Spring is somewhere beyond the horizon. You are kindly welcome.
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That coldness..ah! Hugs to you.
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Thank you, hug welcomed.
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I don’t know if you’ve ever been with someone when they died, but you perfectly described it.
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Thank you most kindly. A piece of ourselves always dies with them just a s a piece of them always lives with us.
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That was beautiful!
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