Room Without A View

Room Without A View

A Poem by The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)


A white satin sheet

Drapes perfectly over

The empty bed.


Red curtains closed tight

Accent the undisturbed

Room’s mood.


A single candle flickers,

Clinging to the polished dresser

With molten wax.


The slightest breeze

Drifts under the locked door

To keep the silence company.


She sits alone in the dark closet

So she can understand

What it all means.

© 2011 The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

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what a great write that probably most writers can relate to. i can. excellent work!

Posted 7 Years Ago

Ah! I've sat in my closet once, to listen to silence in a house full of echos...
A fabulous poem!

Posted 7 Years Ago

I like it! Love suspence and mystery! Felt like I was watch it all unfold right before my eyes! Excellent job, Dale!

Posted 7 Years Ago

WOOOO!!!! Mysterious and blue... I love it... and always wanting more! kisses~

Posted 7 Years Ago

She waits with white satin sheets and red curtains... passion and purity mixed.. Candles and molten wax and sitting alone in the closet...waiting for the show to begin.... I feel her in a strong way... excellent write...xo

Posted 8 Years Ago

Oh...this is dark and mysterious

Posted 8 Years Ago

Last verse is killer.. Beautiful sad and lonely poem ..


Posted 8 Years Ago

You have painted a scene that clearly sets the mood for the final stanza
enjoyed the skill and warmth this poem is a gem, a favorite,

Posted 8 Years Ago

Oh wow! Such imagery you have painted here........makes me think deeply..

Posted 8 Years Ago

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The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)
The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

It's better to be dead and cool than alive and uncool

Birth name: Dale Deadmond Born November 20th, 1969 Metaphorically speaking music is my BFF and poetry is my soulmate. This is my world of my favorite poets are E.A. Poe, Dylan Thomas, R.. more..


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