Darren White Poet Free verse

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Where Laughter Lived

Do not come looking for me in
     small corners of our house
I am not there

The vast space we occupied
     where laughter lived
I left behind

The still place in our bed
     once radiating love
I sense its cold

Photoless frames, shattered glass
     a myriad memories
I will forget

Do not try to find me in the yard
     or in the snow of blossom
I once loved

Forget you ever knew the wrinkles
     around my mouth and eyes
I crumble

If you aim to memorize my face
     know it will fade in time
I lost you

In any place you find me drifting
     remember in your heart
I find you 

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May 28, 2017
Copyright © Darren White

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Richard Lamoureux May 29, 2017 at 7:46 AM I like the feel and mood of this piece Darren. Darren White May 29, 2017 at 7:53 AM Thank you very much Richard. It has some of that picture I used I hope? At least that is what I hoped to achieve.

Chris Green May 29, 2017 at 7:31 AM Such a sad poem, so empty and lonely but...but...so damn well written. Your style and execution in this piece are incredible my friend. You pull emotions from the deepest part of us and lay them face up for us to see and dwell in. You are one of the best on this site. I agree with everything that is said below. Darren White May 29, 2017 at 7:45 AM Your comment blows me away and I am blushing... Thank you! Hugs :)

Ravi Sathasivam May 29, 2017 at 2:31 AM Excellent. Well done my friend. Thanks for sharing it. Darren White May 29, 2017 at 2:36 AM Thank you :)

White Wolf May 28, 2017 at 7:58 PM 21??? This is a poem beyond your years' dear bard! I am keeping this one in my crane bag! Absolutely love it! Darren White May 29, 2017 at 12:04 AM Woot, thanks Budgie :)

Wadih Maakaron May 28, 2017 at 5:03 PM Simply , AMAZING Darren White May 29, 2017 at 12:04 AM Thank you so very much, you make me smile :)

Arthur Vaso May 28, 2017 at 3:21 PM You poetry is as vivid and emotionally stirring as a painting on the wall , splendid writing, Darren White May 29, 2017 at 12:05 AM Thanks my friend, so much!

Miraj Raha May 28, 2017 at 9:42 AM Very enthralling is the structure of the poem. Once again in an effort to write from your heart, you have given us something universally applicable.much respect Darren. Darren White May 28, 2017 at 9:48 AM Miraj, thank you, I spent a good deal of time finding the right structure for what I wanted to say :)

Phillip Garcia May 28, 2017 at 8:53 AM I've been trying to decide if it's about death, loss, or regret (if not all three). It speaks highly of you that with such straight forward clarity you can still evoke such a layered response. The last stanza is chilling. Need my brain to jump into gear so I can make a useful comment, sorry for being so inarticulate. I'll let you be in charge of that from now on Darren White May 28, 2017 at 8:58 AM You are the first to notice that it is not necessarily about death, and right you are. I hoped to keep it ambivalent, even though ideed the words seem to give clarity.

Lisa Ricci May 28, 2017 at 8:39 AM -- s m i l e -- This is perfect in my eyes for you are no Penguin here. Enjoy the rest of the afternoon and may it be a good night. Thank you Darren for sharing beauty. PS: you did succeed Darren White May 28, 2017 at 9:04 AM Am I not a penguin here :) Okay then, thank you my friend :)

Lisa Ricci May 28, 2017 at 8:09 AM Hello Darren. Top of The Afternoon to you. I love this because it reminds me of my grandmother's house and attic too. A true place and home where love and laughter was always present. Although your words have sadness I also see the light and glorious meaning that memories and moments of life are present and living within the heart and soul. I found this truly beautiful in every way Darren. Honestly. Thank you and have a wonderful afternoon. Darren White May 28, 2017 at 8:24 AM Thank you my friend. And yes, it does have that feel to it, I hoped I was able to bring that to the reader. Thank you for telling I succeeded :)

Rev. Gerald Dillenbeck May 28, 2017 at 8:08 AM Wow. I am so sorry. It looked like the character validation box wasn't working, and every time I retried I reiterated the same message. I have been justly accused of redundancy, but this is ridiculous, and I can't erase. With apologies. Gerald Darren White May 28, 2017 at 8:14 AM Hahaha, it is no problem at all, now i could practice with the new feature: delete redundant or rude comments. I removed all the doubles and triples and it is not bad at all. Thank you :)

Sara Ella May 28, 2017 at 8:06 AM This sad one paints so many pictures and with the last line offering a smile - is beautiful <3 Darren White May 28, 2017 at 8:22 AM Thanks my friend. I am happy you like it, including the smile :) <3

Rev. Gerald Dillenbeck May 28, 2017 at 8:04 AM Come looking for us in large centers of our home, where only we most fully yet become. Thx for visiting my small corner, and for your comment. I enjoyed my visit here, even though you here eloquently speak of no longer being home. Darren White May 28, 2017 at 8:12 AM You are most welcome, and thank you for the visit :)

Tim Smith May 28, 2017 at 7:44 AM So sad but you left room for hope. Laughter will come again.. Darren White May 28, 2017 at 7:50 AM I had that first stanza in my head for a long time now, so it was about time to do something with it :)

Kim Rodrigues May 28, 2017 at 7:27 AM So many sad and lovely images. Beautiful! Darren White May 28, 2017 at 7:49 AM Thank you Kim, glad you love it :)

Heidi Sands May 28, 2017 at 6:54 AM Well done Darren ! :) Darren White May 28, 2017 at 7:09 AM Thanks Heidi :)

Maria Williams May 28, 2017 at 5:18 AM This is a brilliant poem Darren, but I tend to agree with Victor, allow your mind to take you to Happy Places dear friend..... Maria 7++ Maria Williams May 28, 2017 at 5:38 AM Good to hear dear friend Darren White May 28, 2017 at 5:25 AM Thank you Maria, also for the invisible sevens :) But I do have to say to you what I said to Victor. This is the sort of poetry I like to write. It doesn't necessarily mean I am depressed, or playing with thoughts of death...