Close of day


from the ABC set Not far from home

An empty house,
A darkening sky,
A skip piled high.
A stranger sifts
Through bandages,
Albums of stamps,
Mildewy books,
Medicaments.

Deserted house
And lowering sky
And heedless traffic
Whizzing by.

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Comments

Silver Spun Sand | November 22, 2009 - 16:17

Few words, but the atmosphere you create with them is highly effective.

Tina

Luly Whisper | November 23, 2009 - 10:14

Thank you.

livin-doll | December 1, 2009 - 17:14

I like this poem. Every word counts and sets up the atmosphere. I especially like the "lowering sky" and the "heedless traffic". A good read.

Frances Macaula... | January 13, 2010 - 02:08

Yes - I like it too because the atmosphere of grief is so obvious. The death of a loved one is bad enough but when that person dies alone and strangers have to sort through their lives, it's tragic.
The title neatly says it all. Many writers don't value the title of a poem as part of the piece but consider it just an add-on... yours sets up the whole idea.
Well done.

Kahdai | March 8, 2010 - 19:26

Heedless traffic, while the rest of the world has no idea, but you have made that person most important, here in your dark, atmospheric poem. K

penandpaperdreams | April 2, 2010 - 18:19

Liked this a lot :)

Rachel xx