Across the bay a house lies empty
Silence rings between its walls
Once a home filled with presence
Can never fathom its great loss
A witness to a brilliant life
Tragedy revealed in mere moments
The scene will never be erased
Revealing forever fleeting remnants
For days untold a family grieves
Not knowing what is next to do
Echoes of nothingness embrace
Walls cannot reveal the absent clues
A time of questions, fear and shame
Gathers souls to linger, cry and mourn
Laughter no longer graces this place
It has faded into the mist of dawn
Across the waters rough and grey
A haunting ringing of church bells
And shutters hide the grimaced face
The house the home now just a shell
© deb davies thorkelson
(Photo: Dave Marquis, News10/KXTV – Robin Williams’ home in Tiburon, California)
An excellent and heartfelt work of observation and emotion. Love it.
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Thank you for your nice comment.
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Only love remains forever in our hearts.
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Yes, it does.
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