One Day
One day when the lights went out
And I shivered exposed filled with fear.
One day when nobody seemed to listen
And rain fell from the sky. A giant tear.
One day when I touched his marble face
And I knew he was no longer here
I became alone, apart, a whisper of breath
Fluttering exhausted near the gates of death.
Until - Until
One day when the lights shone out
I smiled with eyes now bright and clear
Linda Hurdwell has been a widow for 5 years. She has two adult sons. Living in the English countryside, she takes her dog, Bessie, for a daily walks and that's where many of her poems and stories are born. She has always loved writing and has a few short stories published. Although now a pensioner, she enjoys working with adults with learning disabilities and running a mencap social club once a week. Her hobbies are writing, tap dancing, and going to the theatre or cinema with my friends.
One day - how many times have we thought those words. Delightful poetry. Light always gives us hope to a brighter day...
ReplyDeleteRhoda Galgiani
Sad... but full of hope... very nice... Terry
ReplyDeletea pleasure to read. the beginning got me hooked. well done! best wishes ralph.
ReplyDeleteDear Linda,
ReplyDeleteThank you for the lovely comments you sent for other writers today and for sharing your wonderful poem. It is such a pleasure to have you a part of Whispers. I appreciate your encouragement and support.
Blessings,
Karen