The Road

Silent screams fall on deaf ears

while reaching for you.

She is engulfed in the void

that has replaced miles

trodden down a one way street.

A fork in the road leaves you

left with which way to take.

Reminders of you falling down

her face, as you leave your love

stranded in this desolate place.

She's crawling on skinned knees,

with yearning hands, reaching for you

as you turn and leave her

lost and alone

consumed with regret

living without you

in a past she can't forget.

A Mother's Love

--For Kim,

Warm, soft breath against her breast,

Swaddled tightly, a love none like the rest.

Unconditional love from first breath,

she’ll never leave him, even in death.

Silently she whispers, calming his fears

her soft hand gently wiping his tears.

Her presence meek but never mild,

for there is no other love like a mother has

for her child.

--Angela Burdett

Time

The cold, bitter, endless wind

blows through the cracks of

this old house. Nothing to shield

against this new friend.

A house that was a home, now

sitting idle with no warmth. The

presence of life lingers, but yet is

only a shadow.

Your spirit lingers and reminds me

of your presence. The flapping plastic against

the windows shield me from the pain.

For its only been a small amount time,

and nothing is the same.