Darren White Poet Free verse

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Emptiness

The silent house
it's mouth firm and shut
the crying eyes
the trails of tears
can't beat the mourning sky

The silent man
locked up inside
he tracks the tears
counts empty bottles
cuts words from yellow
newspapers

In random order
it now says:
"evening chaos car prime-minister"
He thinks this might become
a masterpiece
A lamenting poem about
absolutely nothing.

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August 18, 2017 
Copyright © Darren White

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Gregory Richard Barden August 21, 2017 at 4:53 AM Very nice write, Darren ... as is all your work. Blessings. Darren White August 22, 2017 at 12:53 AM Thanks so much for the compliment Greg

Emile Pinet August 20, 2017 at 5:10 PM You have a quick wit and an enviable imagination. Well done. Emile. Darren White August 20, 2017 at 10:40 PM Emile, thank you :)

Patricia Cresswell August 19, 2017 at 12:22 PM The poem is a great write. The picture is emptiness plus. Darren White August 19, 2017 at 11:50 PM Pathicia, thank you :)

Dean Wood August 18, 2017 at 10:51 PM Sad, lonely and . . . whimsical? I like your idea Darren. Random words about absolutely nothing. Here's a challenge, get them to rhyme. Have a great day friend, Dean Darren White August 19, 2017 at 12:25 AM I'll tell the man, it will be a real challenge for him :)

Arthur Vaso August 18, 2017 at 7:21 PM Very powerful amazing poem! Darren White August 19, 2017 at 12:24 AM Thanks my dear friend :)

Kim Rodrigues August 18, 2017 at 8:02 AM Great, Darren! Darren White August 19, 2017 at 12:24 AM Thank you, Kim :)

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 18, 2017 at 7:55 AM There is a heavy stillness to this piece Darren. Wonderfully penned. Darren White August 19, 2017 at 12:23 AM There is mamo, thank you so much for liking it.

Tim Smith August 18, 2017 at 7:46 AM Emptiness will come alive if we allow it to. One needs to open up to the world for there is where the masterpieces lie. Darren White August 19, 2017 at 12:23 AM Those words, my friend, are so very true...

Anne-Lise Andresen August 18, 2017 at 7:12 AM - This was really sad, Darren ... and empty ... although there is a lot of emotion - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Darren White August 19, 2017 at 12:22 AM I agree, Anne-Lise :)

Joanna Daniel August 18, 2017 at 6:44 AM Deep Sadness that touches the heart, Darren:) Darren White August 19, 2017 at 12:21 AM It's true, Jo. It is a sad poem.