The Window

for a contest

It was there in the way his hand raised,
there in the way his lips moved to speak those empty words;

It was there in the way the shadows played along his face,
there in the last ray of light in his eyes;

It was there in the bruises covering his body,
there in the blood flowing along his skin as a river flows;

It was there in the way his body stiffened,
there in the coldness of life slipping so carelessly away;

It was there in that room I sat alone,
there in that window I stared, knowing I could not undo
what had been done...

Reviews

[Proxy]

I love the somber tone of the poem when i read it. Really nice and well written. It leaves you open to think of what it could be about but also tells you just enough to know what it was about. Great poem!

Also as a side note did you get the name Sorcha from Daughter of the Forest? Just wondering.

[Miss Coral]

This is excellent.. it tells a story without having actually finished it, only gives a small window into an intense world. The imagery was very well done-- I think that maybe the word choice could be more creative, but this was very good. Well done. c: