Empty Trade

Reflecting on life
in the darkness of night,
eyes drift about
inquiring clarity’s insight

Darkened corners
hold yesterday’s dreams
pressed smoothly
against tomorrows seams

Stifled intake
of sobs quickly clinched
Smothered pillow
holds tears unquenched

Morning light
through slotted shade
Spears empty corners
an unwelcomed trade
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Babcock Avatar
July 10, 2012 at 3:16 PM
A beauty of a write on the tears a soul smothers in the pillow at night. You make me sad for I feel the sobs---softy ole me. love phyl
Johnson Avatar
July 9, 2012 at 2:44 PM
I like Toquyen's sentiment. It's nice when we can feel God's presence. It's always there, but we get so lost sometimes before we reach out to him. Great poem though Debra. The poetic angst of someone's soul is what puts the pen to paper. I'm glad you revisited Alone Together. I wrote that with you in mind you know. Remember?
Squyres Avatar
July 11, 2012 at 2:19 PM
Yes I do !!
A   Avatar
July 8, 2012 at 7:19 PM
Debra, .I like the way your poem is personalizing and focusing on moments we dare to keep shut in. I think the real empty trade are the reflection of choices we dwell in... this is an awesome marvelous write.. thank you for stopping by my latest poem. It means a lot to me...xox pd
Kendrick Avatar
July 8, 2012 at 2:54 PM
Enjoyed reading this very poetic rhyme..Sometimes night holds some tormenting memories of the past..Sara
Harrell Avatar
July 8, 2012 at 2:51 PM
Debra, not empty at all. You will see. God sees all your tears. Good write. Glad you like my poem. Love you, Toquyen
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