You Died on a Wednesday


As I sit here enthralled by pastels slowly moving into gold, orange, and red hues, I am mesmerized by the light and the way it dances on the water, while a deeper blue grows richer as the last light of day falls beyond the horizon.

The pain has not hit me; broken down callused walls of years past deny it. Instead, memories flash in my mind like slow movie reels, while sundown slowly loses light, did your last breath leave us in the dark.



2 Comments Add yours

  1. ebyaniy says:

    that pretty much sums up the way I feel. completely bereft of anything worthwhile to say. quiet sunsets with dancing colors still have their allure.

    1. becketar says:

      The calm of sunset is such a blessing for the restless soul.

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