Letting You Go
Night falling soundlessly--light turning firstto dappled shadowshapes--twisted and bent
by the demons of heat rising from
a shattered broken place within...
then the dark comes like some Great Evil
taking on bone and flesh...the Light now turning
into jagged monoliths of blackened quartz
and I realize how much I have come to miss
the light that is you...
I am cold inside...so cold that memories sound
like a thousand shattering icecicles underfoot--
and sorrow is like a blanket-- threadbare
and full of ragged holes--that lets the frigid
winds of regret and broken dreams
caress me like death caresses all things living.
I close my eyes so i can't see me shaking--
but I can still feel it, dry and bone chilling...
like dry broken bamboo rustling in the wind...
like autumn leaves brittle and razored
striking the window pane like angry tears.
Where did the heart of the shattered broken place
finally come to rest and then vanish?
Inside-- to be forged in a rage
against myself alone...for letting you go!
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