Alone

Darkness falls like a widow's veil,
shadows linger where mourners dwell
a tear......


                Drops......


......shattters the silence
like a whisper of some long kept secret
buried now in the cold distant ground
as still as the dead,
as loud as the sound of grief,
Sharp and fading like the memory of warm skin,
echoing like the scream held in the breath of my heart,
that ghostly haze of your eyes......,
of dreams lost to the depths of endless night
and hours that collect like words
silent beyond the reach of my lips


No voice can touch you now
as sleep moves you beyond this world,
the sky, the clouds,
my arms......

6/22/09 Debbie Berk

Poetry

Premonition

Somewhere hidden
in the quiet
of this nervous calm
something sinister
waits
to wake......
the chaos
of a haunting
noise
that lingers for now
only the worried
whisper
of a maddening
hush
of ghosts......
that rise and hover
__Mysterious
in the heavy fog
of this shy light
moving slowly
through an eerie
stillness__
as a Warning
of the Darkness
that is to come......

11/04/09 Debbie Berk

Before Sleep The Dreamer Dreams

Passing like a swift breeze
we hang our dreams high
and bury our hopes deep
that we may someday reach,
dig our way to the stars
before we are one with the worm
and there is only bare earth
to hold the shadow of our bones,
only stone to remember the name
of our ghost......

9/05/09 Debbie Berk