Comments about HannahJane Barr
The Bedroom Floor
I can still see you standing in that spot on the bedroom floor
Where wood meets carpet in front of the open door.
I can see your smile, I can see your face
I can see you standing alone with such fearless grace.
With elegance and an unknown shine
The left hand holds a flower, and the right holds a bottle of wine.
Unsuspecting and vague, I didn’t see you at first.
I lay with my back to you on the bedroom floor.
I didn’t wish it but I was glad to see you standing at the open door
Now I wish to see you there everyday,
But I can’t anymore.
Can you still see...