Silence

Within the quiet of this morn
Hums an oxygen tank forlorn;
Deafening is the silence which
Envelops me in timeless bliss.

Resting here in my brother’s chair,
Nestled in a deep brown lair;
I listen for his footfalls now;
But only hear a cat’s meow.

His laughter I no more will hear;
From my eyes drips a silent tear.
Misty vision dulls my sight
And hides from me today’s sunlight.

This loss brings comfort knowing that
His hard journey is over at last.
But for me I fill the void within
By silently drowning in oxygen.

In silence deep I wrestle with my loss,
As denial rules the day.
My heart refuses to grasp just how
My little brother slipped away.

11/6/2015
tuc

Revision ▼

This poem's last verse was revised 08/31//22 to:

In silence deep I wrest with my loss,
As denial's trap rules the day.
My heart refuses to grasp just how
My little brother slipped away.

Nomination Information ▼

This poem was nominated for "Invalid Item"  for Best Medium Length Poem, Structured, for 2015. Category Finalist for 2015