Whispers In The Dark…


I haven’t written any poetry in eons. Sometimes, though, words will just hit my mind when I least expect it. Like tonight. Listening to tunes by myself, in the dark, while the house is quiet. Feeling thoughtful…

ECHOES

Echoes…

Constant in their persistence

Memories…

That never go away

Magnetic attraction…

Intense in its magnitude

But those things are trapped…

Held forever in the fleeting moments

That were yesterday

Glazed over with feelings

That never seem to fade…

© WD (sapphyreskye) 2015

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