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Silence
by Peter HumphreysCradling
her
body
in mine,
touching lips,
hair flowing
across eyes,
I held her
just that
little
too tightly,
a shudder
of pain
passed
through
her body
to mine,
bone
to
bone.
We knew
this
really was
the
last time.
Walking down
the pathway
bridled
with flowers,
I turned,
a wave,
a sigh
so deep
my body
cleft.
The long
journey
home
across
moors.
A tear
The phone call.
Silence.
12/17/2005 Posted on 12/17/2005
Copyright © 2024 Peter Humphreys
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Delilah Coyne on 12/17/05 at 08:55 PM This is so full of feeling and tenderness. And sadness permeates it. A beautiful read. |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 12/17/05 at 09:20 PM Seems that it's so often only in the pain of parting that we finally explore the depths of love. Much beauty in your tone and texture here, Peter. |
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