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bereft
by Gira Bryantyou no longer
croon into my ear
as I fall asleep
telling me all the right words
asking me if
I'm going to have a good
day tomorrow
just for you
giving me little tasks
just for you
reminding me
to have sweet dreams
reminding me
that you love me
as I slip into sated
slumber
No.
Now there is
only the dark
the silence
and the space
where you used to be
the gaping hole
you once filled
if a girl cries
in the middle of the forest
where no one can hear
does it still make a sound?
I think not. 04/28/2008 Posted on 04/28/2008
Copyright © 2025 Gira Bryant
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Jeffrey Parren on 04/28/08 at 12:19 PM I enjoy the ideas and followthrough but feel the ending could be utized differently somehow...I was left with that unfinished feeling. Maybe expand or alter slightly. The rest is vivid and well-written. ~JPP |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 04/28/08 at 02:16 PM gira, agreed on this being a strong work, the ending as jeffery mentions is dificult to tie down because the pome is strong and holds the reader's attention...good work, charlie |
| Posted by Jared Fladeland on 07/16/09 at 04:08 PM It hurts. |
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