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< terug
No sound of you
your parting kiss still lingers
a faint trace of your after shave
there is no sound of you
house is silent as the grave
our furniture well co-ordinated
seems to be all out of place
my perfect mirror is shattered
don't recognise the face
you have to do what you must
the call was made and you obeyed
and I, in goodness and mercy trust
you will return the same
I lie in the empty bed
calling out your name
press your pillow to my face
there is no sound of you
it is so still in this old house
whisper another prayer-filled adieu
as emptiness pervades
show tears and fear defiance
so still, so quiet
you're gone
silence
feedback van andere lezers- alie_jankind
heel gevoelig gedicht, prachtig verwoord
groeten
killea: many thanks, Alie
xx
j - ivo
droevig hard en mooi
killea: thank you Ivo
xx
j - yellow
moving poem, I hope it's for a short time and I'm sure love is not gone x
killea: You're right it is not gone, only M is gone for a few weeks thanks to DSF korps. Thanks for lovely FB
xx
j - LilyMayParker
so fragile and bittersweet...
very moving sweet Killea
love
Nathalie
xxxx
killea: thank you, sweetheart
xxxx
j - jan
like a shattered dream
xxx
j
killea: the dream lives on despite a leave of absence....
xxx
j - Liesje
droevig, maar zo zacht neergepend, dat er een rust van jouw gedicht straalt...
killea: Thank you so much sweet Liesje
xx
j - lazey
very good picture you painted here, and so real!
killea: many thanks Lucky
xx
j
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