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Stolen

by poemsgalore 

Posted: 10 February 2004
Word Count: 152
Summary: Read into this what you will ;-)


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Stolen

They were taken:
stolen away like a thief in the night,
who crept along in the fading light
and tip-toed up to where they lay
before the start of a shining day.
They left the beds they slept upon
and no-one knew where they had gone.
Their robes still hang in the closet - there
and the brushes, which untangled their hair
still lay on the dresser, unused, forlorn,
as the silvery sky welcomes the dawn.
We searched the garden, we called their names,
we peered all day through the window panes.
Oh, how we longed to see the trace
of a smile upon a much loved face.
But never a sight and never a sound,
as though they'd vanished into the ground.
Each day the sun sends out his rays
to warm our empty, lonely days
and the feathery moon travels across
the tilted sky in search of the lost.






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olebut at 19:04 on 10 February 2004  Report this post
Kathleen

what can one say it is such a sad poem and holds the emotion of the images.

one comment in line 6 i ownder if it would work better if you chnage dit as follows

and no-one knew they had gone.

take care

david x

roovacrag at 19:07 on 10 February 2004  Report this post
I read where the children move on gone from one home to another.A sense of loss a mother feels.Stolen by another woman. Yet the things are still there where they was left behind.Smell of the aftershave still lingers in the room.Yet you know they had to move on.Well done Kathleen.xxAlice

igbit33 at 19:28 on 10 February 2004  Report this post
This is lovely, if that's the word. I love the way you manage to create such a strong atmosphere in your work, without it becoming over complicated.

poemsgalore at 18:21 on 11 February 2004  Report this post
Thanks for your suggestion David, I'll read it through both ways a few times and see what I think.

Alice, kind as ever. I hadn't actually read that meaning into it but yes, you're absolutely right, it could be that - among other things.

Igbit, thank you. I'm not clever enough to write 'complicated' poems so I'm glad you enjoy my simple ones.

Poetic at 16:54 on 12 February 2004  Report this post
Our lives are usually rendered empty when our loved ones are taken from us. That sense of hopelessness and deep sadness are so well captured in this piece. Often there are mixed emotions - despair yet at the same time secretly hopeful that they would be returned to us one day. You have been able to put these strong emotions into words. Well done.


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