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In the Dark

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I can’t remember your face,

Darkly as it always was,

Heavily clouded eyes

Looking ever inward,

Unseeingly – seemingly

Hovering on the edge of life.

Scant memories of love and laughter,

Only of misery and blame;

Looking through the album

Of remembrances,

You were the night to my day,

The dark to my light

Fading away…

You were the depth of my shame

Brought to mind again.

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©Denise G Allen, 07 April 2014 11:49

Author: adeeyoyo

I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx

4 thoughts on “In the Dark

  1. These words of yours conjure a melancholy mood in this reader; a skillful trick.

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  2. pretty heavy memories associated with seeing this face…esp in those last lines…
    hard to face the depths of that shame again…

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  3. It is not unusual for our memory to cloud the regrettable.. Bravely told Denise..

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  4. A character richly worthy of being completely forgotten.

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