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Open Poetry #1

Sounds of Misery

milt
Junior Member

since 1999-06-19

Posts 18
whitley city ky usa

0 posted 1999-06-21 12:35 PM

He stepped through the door
and stared at the empty room
he had known what to expect
no one lived here anymore
still, he found it strange
not to hear her
cry out his name
or the sound
of little feet running
and her voice
reciting strings of sentences
he could barely understand

every direction he looked
led him to a memory
long suppessed images
he could now see
he recalled reading her books
again and again
and listening to her tell him
of new found friends
he remembered her cries of pain
and her tears of joy
her neverending study
of all new things

he felt tears gather in his eyes
he knew this pain
he could never hide
he walked around the room
looking perhaps,
for her ghost
and instead found the emptiness
he feared most

soon overwhelmed
he knew he must leave
but he just stood there listening
to the sounds of misery

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