Chair of Memories
I stare at the
chair of memories
where you once sat
and lingered.
I see your sweet
silhouette
as shadows shift
across the ground.
Merry eyes and
rippled laughter
barely contain your
ecstasy.
Joy overflows
at the occasion
of your living
close to me.
And yet...
The threads of time
weave
their tangled patterns
relentlessly.
They scatter pieces
that fray
and slowly lose
their luster.
As the carefree summer
turns imperceptibly
into the autumn night,
so I sense a subtle
change
that I had never
seen before.
Splintered fragments
pierce my heart
and bleed cold and
thick with pain.
The heavy anvil of
rejection
gashes wounds that
will remain.
Now you are gone and
I'm alone
staring once again
at the crumbling
chair of memories
collapsed and broken
ruined end.
Written on 7/30/2007
Copyright © Laura Leiser | Year Posted 2014
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