One After Another

Soraya Hamzavi Luyeh

Soraya Hamzavi Luyeh

One after another
the flames of friends
have gone out Flickered
in the end for a few moments
behind the lantern glass
then glowed like gold
to go cold as coal

The scent of souls
gone still fills the air
and when I close my eyes
their shadows dance on walls
within forgotten memories
not as they once were
but as we imagined

In dark of night
I sit & watch the lights
across the inland passage
invisible during the daylight
but at midnight like stars
eventually petering out
one after another

“When anyone escapes, my heart
leaps up. Even when it’s I who am escaped from,
I am half on the side of the leaver . . .” ~ Sharon Olds


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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2 Responses to One After Another

  1. Maureen says:

    Beautiful – I can relate. But somewhere those flames shine brightly…

    Liked by 1 person

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