Bond – (Originally Untitled) – March 2012

Bond

that bond –
is only seen
when death –
has intervened
and –
cut the ribbon –
to shreds
that bond –
that unseen link
i have drunk up
its bitter taste
and watched a life –
laid to waste
that bond –
is only felt
when the snow falls
and never melts
when leaves fall
and there is no response
to birdsong call
death has found us
and took –
one of our own
it has found a place
turned into a hovel and called it home
it has placed us in chains
left us all alone
that bond –
is only seen –
now she is gone



More poems at
https://theboybehindtheglasses.com/

Mum x

James Garratt – March 2012

I am a 40 something sometime writer. I live in the South West of the UK but originally I am from Essex.

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