Vestige

I tried to find a vestige of you
in all the songs
in laughter remembered
and all the tears we cried
A vestige I could grasp
and clutch to bleeding heart
A vestige I could shelve as book
and read over and over
A vestige in your smile
A vestige in your frown
I just need a vestige of you
Though, true, it's only for me
It's how I search for you

On windy nights
a vestige might carry you to me
On the truest night
A vestige of you
Smiles softly
Dances in smoke
And runs like stars
through clouds

Reviews

[John the Baptist]

This is a meditation on lost love and the hollowness that follows therefrom. It contains much poignant imagery that reflects the desolation the speaker is feeling. The second stanza is most moving and beautiful. It could be an expression of grief as well as a monument to a failed relationship. Very well done.

[Nipplegrinder]

You see this exactly as intended. Thank you.

[Carol Cashes]

"A vestige of you
Smiles softly
Dances in smoke
And runs like stars
through clouds"

A better definition of "vestige" than Webster's or Oxford's. Nicely penned. **stately nod as I exit**

[Nipplegrinder]

You've made me smile. Thank you, Carol.