Darkness

sorenbarrett

A creeping shadow crawls, dark fingers pulling palls over once living wooden walls
Wilted flowers mark the hours where once sweetness now in bitter rot sours
Black shrouds of rain clouds, wrap the mourning crowds
Wet in the rain of falling pain remorse is in vain

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  • nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

    Love the darkness friend

    • sorenbarrett

      Thanks so much Norman. As always I appreciate your support and the read. Yes I too love darkness whether it be actual or in literature. As the line goes, I like my women like my coffee dark and bitter.

      • nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)

        Just a touch of milk lol

      • arqios

        So much more than the absence of light darkness may involve the force of time, death, grief, and decay overtaking everything living. Also there is the inevitability of loss.

        • sorenbarrett

          Thanks my friend your read is appreciated as always and your comment adds and expands upon the take on this that I very much enjoy.

          • arqios

            Most welcome dear Soren 🙏🏻🕊️

          • Tristan Robert Lange

            Soren, oof...this one is all storm clouds and ache. You made the sadness feel almost physical. Well done, my friend.🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

            • sorenbarrett

              Thanks Tristan your words of support are most valued and encouraging. Thanks my friend

            • Kevin Hulme

              This speaks to me of the Dark Nights rolling in.
              Time of year I hate.
              My Woman were usually like Espresso Coffee : Foaming at the Mouth about something or other.
              A very discriptive write.

              • sorenbarrett

                Thank you Kevin I appreciate you reviewing this piece and your identification with it.

                • Kevin Hulme

                  My Pleasure.

                • Teddy.15

                  I always see the ruins of a burnt down home. 🌹

                  • sorenbarrett

                    Than you Teddy for the review and interpretation. It is appreciated my friend

                  • Paul Bell

                    This is like the final nail in the coffin.
                    The doors are closed and the building has been nailed shut.
                    The crowds walk away for the final time never looking back.

                    • sorenbarrett

                      Thank you Paul that is the feeling I wised to convey where that extra nail of remorse in no longer needed. I appreciate your take on this my friend

                    • orchidee

                      I've booked a holiday for KP there - only for her though, I'm not going. lol.

                      • sorenbarrett

                        Thanks Orchi oh buck up Orchi it would be fun.

                      • Friendship

                        nicely written

                        • sorenbarrett

                          Thank you my friend

                        • Sanjana Harnandan

                          this is very nice and so expressing keep going!!!

                          • sorenbarrett

                            Thank you Sanjana for the read and comment it is appreciated

                            • Sanjana Harnandan

                              no problem any time

                            • turningpoint

                              very well said seems true

                              • sorenbarrett

                                Thank you my friend for the read and support it is appreciated.



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