COLD SUN

Cold sun
Casts eerie
Shadows
Of souls
Not truly there
Enmeshed
In aging’s
Darkness
Life’s shadow
Barely near
Soft joys
Of rising
Sunshine
Adrift
On clouded eyes
They reach
To touch
A memory
Caress it
Hold it near
Listening
For voices
No one else
Can hear
Alone
Within
A hollow shell
That makes
A mockery
Of hell.

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Gershon Wolf

March 18, 2024 at 7:17 PM

Awesome rendering of the struggle end-of-lifers undergo. Kudos, Gershon

Daniel Henry Rodgers

March 18, 2024 at 7:35 AM

Hello John, I loved how your poem evoked a haunting and poignant portrayal of aging and its profound impact on the human experience. The imagery of the cold sun casting eerie shadows and the souls enmeshed in darkness captures the loneliness and isolation often associated with aging. I liked how your words convey a deep empathy and understanding for those grappling with memories and voices lost to time. What a powerful reflection on the fragility of life and the resilience of the human spirit in the face of aging's challenges. - Blessings, Daniel

Lin Lane

March 18, 2024 at 6:13 AM

Uniquely John Lawless to compare aging to 'life's shadow' beneath a title that's an oxymoron. Eyesight may be cloudy but those good memories are so clear in the mind that loving voices are heard as if they are still speaking. The shell of a body not so hollow as to forget... Hell be damned.