The Voices Echo in Emptiness
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With a sigh summer citrine sky turned green
spontaneously into existence.
Autumn's palette adds changes and are seen
to its systematic experience.
Stars shiver in fear on the coldest night.
Voices in the darkness look for refuge;
heaven bound birds gather in distant flight
sailing through winds dusty powdered steel rouge.
The long day is dead, voices won't let me sleep.
Hush. Hush. The voices echo in emptiness.
Whiff of sandalwood lost in shadows deep.
The voices know my loneliness, the nothingness.
Amber encroaches the dawning of morning fight
through window curtains the whitest lace of light.
The Voices Echo in Emptiness, was inspired by the lonely nights that kept me awake with images of him and the life we had together, it would play on over and over in my mind until early morning.
Poem of the Week in December 9, 2018
Copyright © Eve Roper | Year Posted 2018
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