Mopping up
Posted: January 29, 2014 Filed under: Life, Love/affection, memories, pain, poetry, Ramblings | Tags: confessions, emotions, frozen, love, poetry, sombre, words 2 Comments
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The city clothed itself in sombre robes
The trees stood silent, leaves no longer
Dilly-dallying in the wind
Respectful reverence, or was it
Petrified fear?
I saw your face through the haze, petrol fumes
Clouded my judgement. You
Touched my hand and smiled
Into my eyes. Cue – this is where I melt, into your arms
Helplessly, aimlessly wander, let you engulf me, liquid
Like water
But something had frozen. I guess I do not melt anymore
It was strange yet comforting, I needed you no more.
Yet words splatter the walls at unforseen moments,
At the absence of a janitor, I am left
Mopping up the walls in silence.
MUSINGS OF A WANDERER...... 
Beautiful.
Hi, it’s Gayle from Bodhirose’s Blog. We used to be connected through Jingle’s group. I was looking through my old postings and saw some of your comments and thought I would pay a visit…you’re still writing! I’m just getting back into it again after a few months break. But anyway, thought I would invite you to another wonderful group of poets to post as you would like. It was started by Brian Miller and a few others…very nice group of people. I’m leaving you the link in case you might be interested: http://dversepoets.com/. Check it out, would love to see you there.
Great write too. I’m glad that she no longer melted…or needed him.
Gayle ~ http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/