Inside a box of silence
A part of me, deep under
disorderly seas of forgotten items
The winds of summer blow and
the lights shine the box within
My last thought awaits me in a box
I’ve left in a dark, damp room
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
Inside a box of silence
A part of me, deep under
disorderly seas of forgotten items
The winds of summer blow and
the lights shine the box within
My last thought awaits me in a box
I’ve left in a dark, damp room
I can travel through this poem since I am going through all the stuff collected over 30+ years of marriage. The last line ‘disorderly seas of forgotten items’ resonates with me in a real way. This poem touches me in ways no one else can know.