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I Still Hide My Face
by Kitty NessNature did not mourn the loss of you.
It continued to spin, to revolve,
to sit like bronze upon a marbled pediment.
The world did not hesitate.
The sun set and rose simultaneously
over your body, in its state of nonexistance,
just as it had
when you lived.
It thrust itself through the windowpanes
setting shadows off, cornering
and covering the inside of the
gaping white room.
I sat with the weight of what I had done,
waited until it changed into freedom,
and left, speeding through fog.
And the moon stuck through the clouds
like broken ice. 07/04/2003 Posted on 07/05/2003
Copyright © 2025 Kitty Ness
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Morgan D Hafele on 11/06/03 at 01:19 AM the first two lines are very heavy as are, "I sat with the weight of what I had done,/
waited until it changed into freedom" very nice piece hits a powerful note. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 02/07/04 at 12:14 PM Congratulations on POTD! |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 02/08/04 at 02:20 PM Thought provoking piece, and well deserving of POTD. Congrats! I especially like how you close off in those last 5 lines. |
| Posted by Michele Schottelkorb on 02/09/04 at 02:02 AM brilliant and captivating piece... how true that life continues on... in every instance, whether physical or in the mind... congrats on POTD... blessings... |
| Posted by Ginette T Belle on 02/10/04 at 05:28 PM beautifully written...that's all i dare to say... |
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