Amputated Moon

Jan 27

Category: My Poetry

Beneath the now-incomplete roof

between the scattered walls

of memory and wood

the old radio lies in the dust

and fading light of summer

little left of feelings and thoughts

that were, could-have-been,

remaining in this house

I see you in the once-there-was room

shaded by the no-longer oak

inviting me to join in the silenced music

the radio only singing for you and the breeze

I stand and wait to hear

what you seem to hear

I close my eyes and lift my arms

My skirt shushing in the air, then,

I’m dancing with the ghost you are

NOTE- This was written for Poets Who Blog Interactive’s Poetic Synergy. Original line came from Sara in her poem Beloved.

4 comments

4 Comments so far

Sara January 27th, 2008 7:53 am

The sense of loss and lonliness in this poem is intense. It really paints a picture and tells a story in a sad but beautiful way. I liked the new life you gave to my line.

Thanks for taking part in this program.
Noah January 27th, 2008 7:10 pm

Ah, you hit me where it hurts!
Crafty Green Poet January 28th, 2008 9:16 am

very melancholy
paisley January 31st, 2008 11:03 am

i don’t know how i missed this.. very nicely woven piece.. i can see it ,, what remains of the world they once inhabited,, and it makes me sad,, as to see them dancing with the ghosts of what once was…

i loved this line.. i used it as well..