As long as you and I can remember
Back before then, even,
My family’s house stood against the wind,
A sanctuary for my frail being.
The shouts of their offspring filled the halls
The grandfather clock in their sitting room
Tickling away the graceful hours of bliss
And we would be there- a presence in their unruffled lives.
And suddenly, my family, you were gone
Your house was empty of all feelings of life
And my brothers had disappeared, leaving me
In the grotesque emptiness that you left behind.
Each day I tiptoed through the stillness
Afraid I would break the sacred silence
Wobbling up and down through the stifling calm-
Watching the dust eat your once-treasured belongings.
Days, months and years, each in that order
Dust clawing for revenge against the formerly-polished furniture
The musk stench of closed curtains and locked doors
Stinging at my raw nose as I saw time go past.
The grandfather clock, in its cloak of age, gave up life;
Its pendulum heart shuddering to a stop
And then I knew, for sure
Such a lonely long time
Had finally passed
From my family.
I still stalk, all bitter
Through the house you left me to
Watching the last traces of memory disappear,
Bourn away on the chill wind that is
The herald to my approaching death.
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Written by a kitten. Or in the viewpoint of a kitten, anyway. ^^ Another one of my bored poems, but I tried a more serious chord, this time. I'm not particularly proud of it, but I'd like to hear people's comments, as I'm not all that acquiainted(sp) with free verse poetry. ^^
~Sumi
