GONE.

Fay Slimm.

 

 

Gone.


Lonely black places engulfing the mind,
Caverns of glistening fear.
Phantoms arising from pleasanter past
Tauntingly whisper your name in my ear.

Wary of re-living memories in dreams
Willingly I lie awake.
Facing the clock-ticking wall, I keep too
Clocking the minutes, for sanity's sake.

Ducking below tearful blankets once more,
With broken resolve yet again,
Sobs fill the silence, life will, it appears,
Be undeniably never the same.

Lines of scribbled note inside my head,
Spell out so clearly 'He's gone',
Yet those half-empty shelves untidily left
Begin to insist I cope and move on.

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 29th, 2018 03:40
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments7

  • Poetic Dan

    Well expressed

  • Michael Edwards

    Oh such a woeful write but such a good one dear Fay.

  • kevin browne

    Bless you, Fay Slimm. I'm quite sure you have the intelligence to resolve these matter in order to warm your heart up a little. Wonderful write my dear friend.

  • orchidee

    A fine write Fay.

  • Tamara Beryl Latham - The Poet

    Fay, this is an honest journey (in poetic form) from past to present. Your hurt is felt by the reader, but it's good to know you've realized, although painful, it's finally time to move on with life.

    Great expressive poem. Thanks for sharing. 🙂


  • ANGELA & BRIAN

    Thanks FAY : Angela here. This (as usual) is an elegantly presented Poem. Four balanced Quatrains with a consistent (xaxa xbxb etc) rhyme pattern and metre (Brian is teaching me how to analyse poetic structure !) However the message is rather melancholy (not your usual optimism ?). V 1. Sad Present haunted by pleasant past. V 2. AWAKE @ night because dreams of past memories are too bitter sweet ! V 3. CRYING : in my pillow : because the SAD present has eclipsed the HAPPY past V 4. Loss of a Loved One does leave us half-empty. Yet one has to learn to begin to enshrine the past and press on resolutely ! (In my experience never easy !)
    I want to be a better Poet and I am advised by Reading & Tutors & Brian : To read and analyse the Works of Good Poets : like yourself ! Was my analysis OK ? Thanks for posting poems on emotionally difficult areas
    Love You & all your POEMS : ANGELA 🧡🧡🧡🧡

  • Goldfinch60

    A wonderful write showing so much despair but the last line is the most important and life affirming.



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