Saturday, June 5, 2010



Until that night I dared follow
When you thought me not around,
To the shadowed place where you retreat
To play within your darkness.

Silent through midnight’s blue,
Night fell cool upon your breast
Nightgown clinging, hair blown by untamed gale.

Rage of frail curtains blown tattered upon your window,
Tossed asunder.

And I, your eyes averted,
Silently mirrored your descent down spiral stairs.
Brushing aside cobwebbed memories
With each cautious step.

You asked aloud for someone there,
No one answered but the night.
And within your windblown heart
I wonder if you remembered
That I once swept through there too.

Daybreak peered through gaping floorboards.
And huddled in a corner,
Knees pulled to chest
You did not stir.
Nothing but to hold silent vigil
Until you were ready
To face the light again.

If I close my eyes
Will you take me to your hiding place
Where you mend pieces of your shattered past,
In those quietest of hours
Lit by memories of brighter days
And a more hopeful tomorrow? Registered & Protected
Photo credit here.


  1. someone has to check his yahoo mail:D

  2. Why must you be such a good writer and make me jealous? I aspire to write like you. Maybe some day...

    xo, Sophia

  3. Thanks Sophia, you're impossibly sweet!

    Stef, I love your support as always! :)

  4. This is so beautiful... I can feel the emotions. It's sad but still hopeful. Have a great day Barry!

    PS... My sister writes good poems too. She is the writer in the family.

  5. This is wonderfully written. It deserves a better comment than I can give right now. I'm drained of all words at the moment.

  6. This is beautiful Barry. I like your poetry. Always so emotional and passionate. :)

    Have a great Monday.