empty

This house is silent with you gone
machines still whir and hiss as though they lived
their metal bellows drew breath for song
delivering human comfort yet little give

Rooms are empty within the  space
where  once our laughter filled the halls
silent footsteps, socks on carpet tread lightly now
a ghostly presence that echoes in my mind where silence falls

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4 Comments on “empty”

  1. haunting and beautiful. I’ve always been jealous of poets as they describe ‘feelings’ with words 🙂 Thanks for stopping by my blog and leaving such a beautiful comment.

  2. janet says:

    The end of the emptiness is in sight.


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