-table For One-

Insistent starkness claims a leafless day As morning breaks with quiet brown and dread A window frames a fallen tree, displayed, with jagged edge, A severed crown that rests upon the clay The scene inside, imparts a brooding air A room is sparce, without a chair, but hint of hushed despair Desolation is framed and trapped by winter's glass, instead Simplicity and loneliness finds a table set for one Will someone there alone break bread again to a pensive dawning view? The early angled sun casts shadows deep and long A masquerade of warmth, imparts a deeply chilling flame A melancholy mood reflects of Andrew Wyeth fame Upon the wall, a garden grew, with flowers wild and free Today a faded yellow memory, of how it used to be Where once were two, has now dissolved, denied of greener days Now holds a room of solitude and a table set for one And a chill through window glass will crack, a lonely, winter song ------------------------------------------------------------- Inspired by Andrew Wyeth's Painting "Groundhog Day" http://www.andrew-wyeth-prints.com/gallery.html