Poem -

Raven's Encore

From my Raven Collection

Raven's Encore

 
The clocks have stopped ticking
no chimes, no bells
no sound
 
humming birds now silent
black are the skies
blossoms fallen
every tree is naked
 
death has stolen my warm blanket
 
nothing but silence can quiet
the thoughts in my mind
easing the excruciating pain
even for one moment
 
after all
time will pass, no more
 
every clock in my house
now without hands
 
the one who was once my greatest love
has gone, taken in a flash
 
I shall never see his smile again
nor will I feel his breath upon my face
 
and as I sit once again
with my raven
reflecting on my now empty life
 
death fills the silence
my love, my love now gone.
 

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sparrowsong

Hello Shirley...

The hardest part of love...

Beautiful and sad write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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Shirley Harrison

Thank you so much dear Sparrowsong indeed so very true. 🌹

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Bernie Martin

As you know I really like a theme running through a series of poems. This one references previous poems. It deals with a theme you write about passionately. That passion comes out in all the words you write. "Every clock in my house now without hands" is a great but very sad line. But to feel the emotions that bring out poetry such as this you have to have felt love. 🌹

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Shirley Harrison

Thank you so much dear Bernie, I do love my Raven, And grief is something we can none of us hide from at same stage in our lives, I at a very young age experienced it first hand, so yes love was and still is right here on this page, thank you dear friend. 🌹

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Gayle McMillan

Shirley, It struck a sudden fear, as though some horrific catastrophe happened... I love how you set our hearts to think of  one thing only to discover that it was about a horrible loss, and grief of the heart. Well done!
 

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Shirley Harrison

Dear Gayle, so very kind once again to see you on my pages, yes my Raven, always delivers bad news about my loved ones, loss and grief is something none of us can escape, so I turned mine into something so much more interesting and I'm thrilled that they are liked by others including you. Thank you so very much. 🌹

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