Written: December 25, 2023
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The phone did ring; can you hear?
Pillowing loss cursed by fear.
Drowning in distraught remorse,
Smoggy how we fell off course.
Once saffron shades burnt our path,
now murky vines choke with wrath.
days and nights drudge on insane,
Black cherry cold fills the veins.
Categories:
dimmer, analogy, angst, bereavement,
Form: Couplet
we felt a tremor
we always knew would simmer
did become dimmer
Categories:
dimmer, allegory, analogy,
Form: Haiku
A man wants a woman with wit enough
to see that the house is clean
and figure the time for the roast to be done,
raise children that are fit to be seen.
A man wants a woman with wit enough
to charm his clients at dinner.
It's not really true that they like them dull,
only a little bit dimmer!
Categories:
dimmer, humorous, marriage, men, woman,
Form: Rhyme
Dimmer
By: Shannon R. Giedieviells
A chilly autumn night.
Tolerable when the air is still, but as the wind blows
it sends the feeling of a frozen metal spike into the spine.
Her pace is steady. Her arms are crossed to keep the
chill out of her body.
Just ahead, an old, rusty lamppost is the only source of light.
The candescence is surrounded by a dim ring, fading in the distance.
She briskly walks to her destination
as if she will soon find warmth and comfort there,
wherever it may be.
She is alone.
But, she does not feel alone.
Her pace is faster now.
She wants to step into the center
of the ring of expanding light
as if she believed the illumination from the lamppost
was some kind of heavenly body. A savior.
She stops.
Only for a second--
She looks over her shoulder.
But, she only sees the radiance from the lamppost growing dimmer
before leaking into the darkness.
Her heartbeat resonates in her ears.
Breathing in the crisp air numbs her chest.
She reaches the lamppost and slowly exhales
before continuing to her destination, wherever it may be.
Into the dim, a dark figure slowly follows.
Categories:
dimmer, anxiety, autumn, dark, evil,
Form: Prose
Bitterness grays, as the years dwindle down
Time chips away and memories fade
Time,...slips away, nibbling at grief
and years, without mercy, is also a thief
My vision of you is harder to see,
And try as I might,...it burns all the leaves
Your beautiful face, the fire of you,
Only flashes of amber.......there is only a hue
I can't view the picture as clearly I did
I can't turn it on like a light in my head
It burns, lowly, dimly...just a flicker, instead
I once knew your voice and the warmth of your smile
Now there's barely a whisper in the dark of the night
I try to reach out, and grab it somehow
But it cools into embers, and memory fails
Like a photograph lost, where it doesn't belong
Fading each day, in the sun for too long
Fading and losing the bright flame I knew
I ponder the embers that have died in the flame
And I wonder, and worry, it comes like a pain
......,will I know you, will you recognize me
if somewhere beyond, we meet once again?
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Categories:
dimmer, death, family, loss, mother,
Form: Free verse