TJ (17th June 1958 / England)

Everything's Gone

Everything’s gone.

Everything’s gone tender,
gone soft,
gone - between a breath and a sigh,
gone down the dawning distance between My Love and I

Everything went.

Everything went with her,
went with her falling tear,
went with the sound of her unseen footsteps,
a l’Est de St. Lazare.

Everything’s gone…
Everything went …

So why am I still here?

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Comments (3)

knowing how the story unfolded hasn't eased any of the sadness of this piece...wonderful write.
Great Tony! This poem is a sweet melody with no ending! I guess the influence of Neruda 'between the shadow and the soul' and I love your metaphor 'between a breath and a sigh' Great Tony and thank you for this melody! Friendly
nice sound, nice rhyme