Evening's Lengthening Shadows.

In the shadows of evening
you stand
like a haunted house on
the cliffs of my mind.
Birds are silent,
sleep beckons them
to their cosy nests.
In the gloom
I sit alone
while thoughts of you
crowd my mind.
A blanket of ‘missing you’
envelops me.
My memories keep me warm
as night turns to day
and the world wakes
to live again.

Reviews

[Ayvid N]

Wow. Even the birds deserted the poet, leaving them with just memories for company. The presence of a beloved seems powerfully haunting and I loved imagery of the haunted house on the cliff. But above all, its the deep reverie in which the night turned to day that I loved the most. This is a truly outstanding poem and I loved it, dear Marie!

[Marie]

Hello dear D. and thank you for so kindly taking time out to read this poem and for your very kind review. So pleased you like the poem, dear D. Thank you again...

[Soren]

Haunting is the word that comes to mind. Some wonderful lines in this poem as well as images. "cliffs of my mind" "My memories keep me warm" Wonderful!

[Marie]

Thank you for reading and for your very kind review, dear poet...

[Abhilash Hegde]

Artful! I like the use of the words and images here - Haunted house, cliffs, crowd, blanket.. delicately written poem. Memories, those sweet moments spent with someone are like trophies to cherish. To look back, savor them and be immersed is only way to feel alive again. Thanks for sharing, Marie.

[Marie]

Thank you for reading and for your kind comment, Abhil...

[tumi]

So relatable to be honest
I find it very touching
And very good
It matches with my mood right now very poignat
Memories.

[Marie]

Thank you for reading and kindly commenting, Tumi...