Sunday, March 9, 2008

Poem: Where


This has been the lost time
Spinning, balance has fallen askew
A house of cards in strong winds
With only rotten wood strewn about as foundation
A hollow base that can bare no weight

Where are those I once helped in one way or another?

Too busy
Afraid, or missing the words
Promising, with empty intention
But certainly not here

A clock ticks
House walls creak
Leaves fall and scatter
Remembrances are painful
Baring shattered faith

Where are they all?

Copyright SGW 2007


Anonymous said...

I totally understand this one. It's very sad but very true.

One of the best I've read from you.

Anonymous said...

utter loneliness ... in a time when any word or acknowledgment would've made everything so much more bearable ... so sad ... but most of the times the plain truth

Anonymous said...

Yes it's sad. I've been in that place. So honestly descriptive. Nice work.

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Angelica Chua said...

Quite honest, it sort of hit a soft spot in me.
I'm enjoying your work.

Kat Mortensen said...

I like this poem very much. Sometimes the only consolation is what comes from within - that and a few cats help.

Birdsword said...

Sad sad sad glad I read it today and not last
week...another moving poem.

Birdsword poetry