Stain Glass Window

It is so hard to leave our empty apartment
with the stain glass window.  I often 
struggled with the hypnotic colors in that
stain glass window.  I will sweep the apartment clean,
leaving behind no dust.  Because this dust belongs
to us, no one else should have to struggle breathing 
it in.  We will leave this empty apartment
broom clean, spotless and smelling like it is occupied.
The only stains that will be left behind, 
are the hypnotic colors piercing  
through the stain glass window.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace