Matthew Holloway

Freshman - 832 Points (10 June 1978 / Cheshire, England)

A Sombre Romance - Poem by Matthew Holloway

A sombre romance
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Dying flowers in a vase
Mindless routines becoming motions
Without a thought of feeling
Carrying on for the sake of it all
A kiss cold to the lips
What this house has seen in our time
Were these walls to talk
How they would speak about
A sombre romance
The bottles of wine shared
Over a film and Chinese
The tiring pretence
That things are as they were
That nothings changed
New flowers daily, smaller bunches
Forced into a crowded vase
Nothings new anymore
Even this old pretence
Why we keep denying the inevitable
That even the walls know
This sombre romance
Has seen its day


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Poem Submitted: Friday, September 9, 2011



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