Missing Presumed Lost

reading is one thing

Missing Presumed Lost

 

She

Disappeared

 Without

 A

 Trace

 

No

 Fingerprint

No

Loss

Of

Face

 

No

Argument

No 

 Strand

 Of

 Hair

 

No

 Wisp

 Of   

Smoke

No

DNA

 

No

More

Coming

Out

To

Play

 

No

 Photograph

No

 Here

 Or

 There

 

It’s

Well

And

Truly

Over

Folks

 

The

Fat

Lady

Has

Finally   

Left

The

Stage

.

Author's Note

living is something else entirely

Reviews

[L_]

The title of this piece is very interesting to me. Originally I saw it and thought the poem would be about a pet or an item of clothing but yet again I was proved wrong. I also find it interesting that th content of the poem does not suggest a sense of lostness (gr) however the title completely alters the outcome of the poem.
Anyhow, excellent work: straight forwards, matter of fact, to the point. A delightful read. Keep up the good work :)

[Neville]

Thank you very much indeed Lyra, I am pleased that you took time to consider one of my works that has been on site for some time now... Cheers

[Neville]

Thank you jacob, very much appreciated. It is interesting how folk variously interpret the words and the work of others, although to be fair, I seldom get enough opinions to make any real comparison....All Good Things, Neville

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i agree with lydi on the staccato lines...she finally sang, and the game is over...time to find a new sport.

[Lydia Shutter]

I liked the staccato lines in this one. It made the poem more powerful. Some relationships just disintegrate....and sometimes that is for the best. A little different write from you. Good one. Lydi**

[Neville]

Delighted you that you checked this out Lydi and even more so that you were the first to do so...Cheers, N