The wedding photograph took centre stage
Eight great years
Two years gone now
She had sort of moved on
Slowly
She gazed at the photograph
So strange, it looked different
It was as if he had taken two steps back from her
She began to study the photograph again
Maybe it was just that photograph
She looked out some others
It didn’t make sense
He was behind or in the distance
Moving out of her life
She began to shake
It didn’t make sense
You can’t change photographs
You just can't
The family photo
He was at the back
Was she going crazy
She grasped at the wedding photograph
Watching as he slowly began to fade from view
Was he punishing her
Trying to tell her to move on
She woke with a jolt
Studying the room
God, that was awful
So awful
She needed coffee, and quick
The caffeine kicked in
She spoke out loud
Okay Tom, I finally take the hint
Glancing at the photograph
So strange she thought
She wasn't in it.
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Author:
Paul Bell (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Gothic
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Comments3
much to read and think about Paul;
good one;
Ohhhhh
What is it
Horror or tragedy
Dream or nightmare
Loosing the loved one or simply thyself
Strange stories to recount
Great story in poetry
That arose my curiosity
I think I was trying to portray that she was about to die, in a quiet way.
Ohhhh
That’s sad but well displayed dear poet
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