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Open Poetry #49

"Mors ultima linea rerum est"

ponderthepoetorrsx
Member

since 2011-06-25

Posts 284
U.S , Ca

0 posted 2015-10-14 08:49 PM

He looked at the moon,
Clouding with fog,
From the window
Of an empty room.

They moved out the bed
The carpet everything,
Couldn't stand the place,
Where she had died.

He remembered the wake,
It might have been a dream,
He remembered the coffin,
But to him; it wasn't her.

He breathed on the window
And as if like magic
The image began to form,
And his sight began to blur.

It had been a long night,
She had looked at the moon
Clouding with fog
From the window
Of a sweet smelling room.

Richard

JamesMichael
Member Empyrean

since 1999-11-16

Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA

1 posted 2015-10-14 11:02 PM

nice writing...james

Ticklefingers
Senior Member
Posts 710
Louisiana

2 posted 2015-10-15 12:28 PM

Like a sweet reminiscence. Delicate, yet keenly aware of the swing of the scythe.

88's friend

She told me "play one for your supper Danny and maybe you'll get breakfast".

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