In Vain

An acrostic of loved ones lost from before THE GREAT DELETE.

Portraits and pictures and paintings
Line the walls that
Every soft piece of flesh in town has touched.
At the doorway where the mournful news was broken to the children,
Spirits live to haunt the very innards of all that
Ever pass through.

Chills still rock ALL to the core
Or tickle and romance the bones of totality, however,
Merely scratching the surface of fear.
Everyone senses the pure horror.

Horror of hearing that a loved
One has died under insurgent fire. "Your father is gone."
Moments pass and still no one believes, but the indubitable truth cannot be surpassed.
Ever and ever shall be no more.

Reviews

[Kristin Brecoe]

=[ That made me sad. =[ My mind was going uh uh, no wanna lose someone great. Now tears are sitting on the edge of my eyelid. I almost had the full fear of learning that a friend states away got hurt, but there was still a doubt because they werent in the same city. but still, i thought about it. it's one thing to lose them when they are within a few miles of you, but when they are in another time zone...everything becomes worse, especially knowing you can't even see them one more time, even if they are dead. but all is well, i was just a little too worry. but hey i cant help it. i love that friend dearly...

oh dear, i just kinda rambled... =P *shrug* i know you don't mind.

I'm glad you brought this back.

-kristin

[Gandré]

This was very good writing. I loved this acrostic message. I never tried to write one, I can't do it. so absolutey beautiful your poem about this pain of absolute loss. thank you also for reading my poem, dear. Much appreciated. L.Gandr�

[Legion]

Wow. Love it. Another piece about the "Epoch of Mass Deletion". So haunting and full of wanting. Great work.