Tuesday, February 27, 2018

Evening Song/dVerse

Evening Song

You tell me to lean in close
You whisper in my ear
A cold wind blows
The day is sunny

Unlike the mo(u)rning which is grey
Or the evening grey-song
The notes you play
Are different shades of grey

Just after sunset
Of glorious color
Wrapped in red
The color of your blood

We harmonize our voices
Sing together the last notes
I hold you close
Yet you are gone

February 27, 2018






14 comments:

brudberg said...

What a deep sense of mourning when you see it in the sunset.

Vivian Zems said...

A loss, a yearning for what once there was. Beautiful.

Toni Spencer said...

Beautiful poem. "you are gone"...such sad words in this. True mourning.

Frank Hubeny said...

I like the ending about holding the Sun close even though it has already set.

Jane Dougherty said...

Ghostly grey except for the setting sun, presumably carrying the ghost away. Such poignancy.

Anonymous said...

A song of loss penned with a deep heart.

Grace said...

Filled with nostaglia and sadness for these memories and times with the loved ones....

Blue M. said...

Wow, the unexpected ending is so powerful.

indybev said...


Eloquent expression of grief.

Mark Walters said...

I wonder if it could have been written about the sunset itself, (or maybe it was and I just didn't catch on). I know it was about grief, but could it also be about the sunset?

Rosemary Nissen-Wade said...

A beautiful lament, and appropriately musical.

Margaret said...

grief but also ... holding close, reflection.

Sherry Marr said...

I so know that holding close of one who is gone. This is so beautiful, Annell.

Mish said...

I can feel the longing but also the acceptance in your words as the letter speaks to them as if they are still there....and I'm sure they are, in your heart.

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