Poetry

Still Standing

These walls have surrendered to the pain of not hearing

the echo of your voice

not seeing the silhouette of your profile

contrasted with the backdrop of the settling sun

 

These walls no longer embrace you

protect you

simply implore for your safety

yearn for your return

 

They keep your smell

Threaded in the very composition of their being

Your essence confined

To their memory of you

 

These walls stand erect

Though inside they crumble with nostalgia

Yet remain strong

for you

 

They stay trapped somewhere between

the  writhe of gasping  air and

exhalation of turbulent sobs

 

Inside of them labyrinths of

Emotions

Convoluted

Struggling against each other

 

Walls that can’t reconcile

Their loss of you

With the world’s gain of you

For how can something so precious

be contained

 

These walls have stood

Robust

Compassionate forts protecting you from

Deception and fear

 

They stand in solitude

contemplating the possibilities of your future

inspired

they await

Still standing – Robust  and compassionate

 

For further reading on this poem see “I Promised Her the World” in Bits and Pieces.

 

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