Loss

I have no clever words to paint

The image of my sadness

Nor crafted phrases to portray

My sorrows sombre face.

She was my joy, my everything

The keystone of my wholeness

And now she’s gone that edifice

Collapses in it’s place.

And as I sit and stare my eyes

Become her vacant windows

Which tragically will never frame

Her precious face again

And through these empty spaces

The fracture in my heart shows

Until they fill with tears

Like glass covered by rain.

But strangely this raw livid pain

Is something that I cherish

And cling to like the dying embers

Of the evening sun.

For while these final flickering flames

Of her still cause such anguish

The endless freezing night

Without her here has not yet come.

Copyright Rupert Madeley 2010