The Sadness Of The Empty Home Poem by Matthew Holloway

The Sadness Of The Empty Home



The light flickers on
Illuminates the empty hallway
The thud, click of a door in closing
Brings a silence to the room
A heavy sigh escapes
A look to the mirror sees only
Tired eyes looking back
A bag lain upon the small table
The light turned back off
On route to yet another room
Light creeps through the window
Allowing enough to see
The sound of a running tap
Filling the kettle for a final drink
Keys thrown upon a side
The clatter of cups and spoons
Then further silence
Now the creaking of a staircase
Another door opened
Another light flicked on
The curtains drawn to the world
Drink set beside the bed
The silence of the empty home
Fills the heart with loneliness
A television switched into life
Nothing worth watching
Just a sound there to fill
The silence and the sadness
Of the empty home

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Sidi Mahtrow 02 June 2011

Red Skelton would have loved the sadness of the empty home For he would have mimed the act of being all alone Passing from each room and pausing to show That there was an emptiness in his tow. Until he reached his bed in time to reflect That all was not lost in effect For the sadness could be used to note That he could end with his characteristic quote, 'Goodnight, and God Bless! ' s

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Matthew Holloway

Matthew Holloway

Cheshire, England
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