Now that I'm broken
sleep, I ask for a
death by pills
to keep the ghosts
of you & me
silent. Selah ~
means stop & listen.
Shadows don't grow,
I heard a man say in
a haunted house;
they wane.
Such a fascinating, awesome use of language here. I LOVE the word Selah (almost named my daughter that), and the pause it brings. The idea of being "broken sleep" is intriguing. I love when a poem makes me ponder further. Well done, and so happy you linked up over at the dVerse Quadrille.
Such a fascinating, awesome use of language here. I LOVE the word Selah (almost named my daughter that), and the pause it brings. The idea of being "broken sleep" is intriguing. I love when a poem makes me ponder further. Well done, and so happy you linked up over at the dVerse Quadrille.
ReplyDeleteMy pleasure to break in with a Pausal poem. Thank you
ReplyDeleteNice lines: "to keep the ghosts
ReplyDeleteof you & me
silent"
Really love the use of a word unknown to me here... it added a lot.
ReplyDeleteThere is this omimous silence, as if death is just near. Selah!
ReplyDeleteI know the broken sleep and longing for death by pills.. luckily time really does heal, or at least removes the need for absolute silence.
ReplyDeleteIt's always a toss-up, whether to listen to what's said in a huanted house, or, listening, whether to laugh or cry.
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