Day: 2011/06/26

moving on

 

MOVING ON


where copper pots once clattered
silence

sands of time passed too quickly
his world, a haze

eyes closed
images flitting through his mind
memories take shape

she moved with grace here, as a dancer
he couldn’t resist

feeling the cool surface of the granite countertop
he smiles
remembering where he peppered her with kisses
for the last time

inhaling deeply

he pulls the shade, turns out the light
whispers goodbye

2011-06-26
P. Wanken

Written for The Sunday Whirl, prompt #10, using the 12 words from the wordle.