Last Night

Where we have lain:
what an important piece of furniture.
It was there upon our first meeting,
and when we have reunited again.
And again.

            It holds the weight of our conscience,
            night after sleepless night.
            It holds stains of where my tears soak through,
            the stale air of morning breath,
            and somewhere beneath there
            the gathering of our sweat
            from endless nights of making love.

It shows the wear and tear of our playfulness
and the abuse it receives every time i walk out.
And when I return,
your bed softens my land
as the weight of our bodies put good use to it again.
And again.

           Yes, such an important piece of furniture.
           And now within the tightly wound springs
           it holds an impossible burden
           as we lie upon it one more time
           and make our last decision.

 

Reviews

[Eagle Cruagh]

An empty piece of furniture holds the
memories of an eternity.

Very sad and lonely feel about this old bed.
The memories are so complex and varied.
Many of those memories need not have been.
so many scenes leave the life of emptiness echoing
in the room.

Although this is a sad story, it leaves a melancholy
feel that needed to have been told.

Good writing !

------Eagle Cruagh

[Clockwork]

This is a really beautiful piece. I can't completely say that I did not see the end coming, but it was a bit of a surprise. I like the back an forth format of the stanzas. For the most part the flow of the piece is also good, and that is really helped by the punctuation. Overall a good piece.