Her words haunt me
in the same way
that Holocaust stories do.
She said
No
I don’t want to open my eyes
it splatters everywhere
death death death.
Her words remind me
one doesn’t have to see the smoke
to smell the ashes.
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4 responses to “Haunted”
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It’s a powerful expression of grief – and a great poem – quite haunting in itself.
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Ah yes, the stuff of yours that really makes me glad to know you!
Awesome poem -
“Her words haunt me/in the same way/that Holocaust stories do.”
Strong choice to set the mood and very much appropriate.
What haunts me is the reference to ashes, which comes full circle in a painful way from the starting point/Holocaust reference.
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Yes, totally agree with what poeticgrin said. Powerfully layered poem.
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