Walter Ii Poem by Melanie Emikohe

Walter Ii



Leaves' shadows are dancing in my blinders
and a streak of sunshine is slowly retiring.
The chair is empty where my Love used to be
but I'm gazing in space like he is there.

What's left are dusts in the water
dappled with a handful of rose petals;
and he diluted to a vast salt of nowhere.
There is nothing left of him here.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Joseph Poewhit 15 November 2008

Things fade in life at times

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