LOSS
It will never happen
Silence repeated
You will never be loved
He spoke them wrong with a passion
He proved them right with a vengence
Stark, hungry streets
More appealing than she
Who had nothing to give
Only to share
SLD
your words on the screen
surrounding me with your presence as I retire to my room
shared laughter adding sparkle to the end of the day
the sound of your voice carrying me to the edge of sleep
cocooning me against the darkness of the night
when you whisper, I love you
soft as a prayer, gentle as the brush of butterfly wings
SLD
No rhythm, just a cacaphony of sound
Movement - a freeze-frame of the dance
Life is ajar
Tapes once silent play again
Voices jeer
How presumptuous
You? Loved?
Your God, your God
Men will determine your worth
Measured by thunderous silence
No words to describe all that you are
Not
SLD
camaflauge the yawning emptiness
vast, black, terrifying
caring eyes and soothing touches
mask invisible withdrawal
protective walls under construction
affirming words and unbending support
hide the bloody wounds
of razor edged silence that flays the soul
no more alone, but lonely
an unending spiral into the abyss
mute invisibility numbs the soul
passions killing frost
SLD
