She Listened

A depiction of a broken family through a third person's eyes.

She listened to the footsteps stomping down the stairs.

She listened to the yelling across the house.

She listened to the slamming of the front door.

She listened to the car door shutting.

She listened to the car starting up.

She listened to the wheels rolling across the gravel.

She listened to the car driving off.

She listened to the silence that entered the house.

She listened…to the broken family.

Author's Note

Please read and give me your reviews. Just nothing too harsh, please.

Reviews

[Jeff]

Interesting piece. I liked it.

[shangala]

the last verse says exactly the character of the third party...which intails exacly what exactly she listened to. This poem is a thumbs up!
:-)

[Stephanie Knight]

Thank you ever so much. (: It's actually ironic that I just came up with it. Though I went through something somewhat similar, it's never happened to me.

[shangala]

welcome...its not everything we write comes from our experiences...its literature and that's how it takes to be one of them - writers.