Post Mortem

as you read it

the light from our window,

a crucifx on the lawn;

in rooms we are as heavy as actors,

slow as a conscience in twilight,

we created a house with shade

and it might have been we

searched with unstilled eyes

the warm garden lost in shadow

but no, the wind stole our sight.

Reviews

[Ken Simm.]

Sadness and that last line. I am lost. Such beauty in a few lines.

[Chris Shaw]

This little poem leaves me feeling such sadness. Lives led in shade. The sun has been blotted out. Beautiful expression.

Chris

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is when the actors are playing themselves rather than someone else on screen.
And the real story is what is saddest...because it doesn't end in two hours, with credits rolling...
it never ends, not this kind of sadness...
beautiful poem.
j.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Leslie, as always you know just how to take words and weave emotions and concepts and descriptiveness into sublime poetry, even the sadness of your loss can sound beautifully portrayed. I really feel for you and pray your healing continues.

[Neville]

If it were not for the sadness these words lend, I would look upon them with a different pair of eyes tho not more brightly... Thoroughly enjoyed & true..