all is left of me #poetry #poem

swollen seas bite my wrists
upbraided winds haul in the room
black birds are eating from my soul
hands peel laces from my skin
i empty drawers looking for that day
what day?
there are no days
for days are nights

you know,
since you have left
my body’s buried under an old oak
there are no pictures on the walls
i lost the bedroom’s key
the bracelet from the silver market
is all is left
of me

@short-prose-fiction
image: Pandur/Shutterstock

 

47 thoughts on “all is left of me #poetry #poem

    1. Thank you so much, my friend. I really appreciate your comment!
      Is it Monday ? πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚
      Have a lovely week!

       
    1. Thank you for your comment. I am glad you enjoyed the poem. I thought I may change sides for a while πŸ™‚

       
  1. G, what an amazing poem. I feel awkward saying that a poem of bereavement/loss could be so beautiful, but it is. Your finale….touching, heartbreaking, and tragic. I certainly hope this came from your creative mind and not from actual life experience.

    Again, hope you are feeling better. May the sun shine brightly and the stars align, just for you.

     
    1. Thank you so much, Drew! I am thrilled you enjoyed the poem. It makes me very happy.

      And good morning! I hope your coffee is still warm πŸ™‚
      I can’t distinguish between my creative mind and life experiences. Too early in the morning πŸ™‚

      Other than that I am perfectly fine πŸ™‚ I just need coffee. I mean I desperately need coffee!!!!

       
      1. “creative mind and life experiences.”
        That sort of goes back to your poem from yesterday about dreams and different realities. (See I am paying attention!)

        And me with three months worth of Bustelo here. Go brew some coffee or will it be a Starbucks run?

        Yes, I was going to mention that. Your last three posts are early early morning. Someone is not getting their daily minimum requirement of beauty sleep. LOL

        Have a glorious day

         
      2. Thank you for paying attention πŸ™‚

        I have coffee but there is nobody to make it. I am going to run to Starbucks. First, I got to find my running shoes πŸ™‚ LOL
        Yes, I need some sleep. Badly.

         
    1. Ash, you are so good to me. Thank you so much. I really appreciate your support.
      On anther note, when I wrote it I was listening to the Canadian anthem. It was a Saturday night. Hockey night in Canada πŸ™‚
      Have a lovely day!

       
    1. I am so glad you enjoyed it! Thank you so much for your delightful words, Y πŸ™πŸ’•πŸŒΊπŸ’

       

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