You left me early that morning in October,
leaving only your warmness behind.
I overslept, woke with a jolt, wondering
where in the shadows you’re freezing.
I made myself coffee, listened to echoes
of hurrying footsteps; admiring how
this darkness can widen from nothing.
A quadrille for Kim at dVerse. The word today is early.
October 22, 2018
Nice last stanza about the widening darkness and listening to echoes.
I tried to imagine a breakfast alone…
I love the way you’ve captured the scene in your quadrille, Björn. It reminds me of a fifties French film. I like the phrase ‘wondering
where in the shadows you’re freezing’.
Black and white movies… yes maybe so.
Excellent last stanza. The darkness ever widening. She leaves and leaves behind a void.
I think there is something akin to widening darkness when you are left.
Both inside and out.
I can feel the silence around this poem. It hangs in the void.
Thank you… yes this was what I wanted to describe… the title i picked from the title of the painting I found afterwards.
Ooh, I liked this. I hope it wasn’t prompted by real-life events, though.
Not really… have not been left since my youth… but the fear is always there.
Early morning is when it hits you in the gut.
I like your description of the void of loss.
poignant and haunting, Bjorn! I love the line about her lack of warmth, and that last stanza! 🙂
This is deliciously worded, Bjorn! 🙂 Love the image of darkness widening from nothing ❤️
“leaving only your warmness behind”
love that line. A nice write.Bjorn
That jolt of sadness. Specially love that last line Bjorn: this darkness can widen from nothing.
a sudden withdrawal of warmth confuses the brain before the body can adapt. i like the last line about the darkness, our minds can create a lot of things out of nothing.
At least the void was warm…
That can be jolting, and you stirred the emotions and images perfectly of such a jolting experience.
‘leaving only your warmness behind’ nice line
Vivid and haunting piece, captures the moment.
Oh I like this, the dark is haunting and endless.
I can feel the void, the widening of darkness.
Awesome visuals. There is emptiness but I feel the acceptance of the void as well or perhaps a curiosity of it.
Darkness widening from nothing…A dear friend left me in October a few year ago. The warm lingered, then cold fell quickly. Not a good month to leave.
The numbness, the melancholy, the limbo. Felt deeply.
The mundane made profound.
evocative piece Bjorn – the terseness reflects the leaving – you though were lucky to be left with warmth
You’ve hit the mood just right.
I loved and was startled by “leaving your warmness behind” – wow – that is just gripping – and so naturally, the rest of this micro poem just tells such a sensitively tuned story … wonderful wording here Bjorn!
That last stanza- wow!
Those echoes of hurrying footsteps completes the picture of one who didn’t just leave, but left with intentions of never returning.
The last stanza is amazing.
I love that “widening darkness”.
Terrific ending! And really liked “wondering
where in the shadows you’re freezing.”
The silence of this void is deafening. Excellent write.
Such a sense of emptiness here–and the silence of early morning. There are some lovely phrases here, too.
Ooh! This is quite a visceral image — the title unto itself is so emotive. Loved the last stanza! 🙂