Letters From You

Devastation breeds as

Fingers are

sifting

through brittle

pages

that...

crumble

as I lift

to read

through

the hazy

news

of your

passing.

my

knees buckle

under the

weight of

loss

and revelations

of love

now forever

unspoken.

Reviews

[Bare Trees]

As I read this a few times to get the scene in my head, I pictured someone sifting through a trunk and discovering a brittle piece of paper with all the devastating news that hit the speaker so hard.

The impact of the information is conveyed well with such words as "knees buckle" and "revelations of love now forever unspoken."

I can almost see it all in an eighteenth century setting. A fine poem.

Pendragon