All days seem the same
by Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak
The outside world is waiting to be healed
but blinds cover the windows
and pain clings like a demon with sharp claws
and the way out is like the Way of the Cross.
On the threshold the pain stumbles over despair
and in the bedroom guarding memories, curled tightly,
a ginger cat gloomily meows.
There is a void that cannot be filled
when children leave the nest before they are ready to fly.
The nights are darker, all days seem the same.
Unshed tears hover, waiting to fall.
We stare at the blue bike standing orphaned in the hallway
and ask ourselves – Why?
Copyright ©:
© Bozena Helena Mazur-Nowak
A few random poems:
- On The Bus poem – Aldous Huxley poems | Poetry Monster
- Petals poem – Amy Lowell poems | Poems and Poetry
- To a Childless Woman by Siegfried Sassoon
- Quiet by Tony Hoagland
- Олег Бундур – Чайковский
- On The Final Submission Of The Tyrolese by William Wordsworth
- Николай Языков – Валдайский узник
- How a Little Girl Danced by Vachel Lindsay
- The Sirens’ Song by William Browne
- We Are As The Flute by Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi
- The Mermaid poem – Lord Alfred Tennyson poems
- Awakening by mike yuan
- A Question poem – Alfred Austin
- To the Rat’s Pencil
- Impresa by Satish Verma
External links
Bat’s Poetry Page – more poetry by Fledermaus
Talking Writing Monster’s Page –
Batty Writing – the bat’s idle chatter, thoughts, ideas and observations, all original, all fresh
Poems in English
- Robert Burns: Will Ye Go To The Indies, My Mary?:
- Robert Burns: Versified Reply To An Invitation:
- Robert Burns: To Gavin Hamilton, Esq., Mauchline,: Recommending a Boy.
- Robert Burns: Despondency: An Ode:
- Robert Burns: Home.:
- Robert Burns: The Lament: Occasioned by the unfortunate issue of a Friend’s Amour.
- Robert Burns: To Ruin:
- Robert Burns: To A Mountain Daisy: On turning down with the Plough, in April, 1786.
- Robert Burns: Ploughman’s Life, The:
- Robert Burns: Montgomerie’s Peggy:
- Robert Burns: Epistle To The Rev. John M’math: Inclosing A Copy Of “Holy Willie’s Prayer,” Which He Had Requested
- Robert Burns: Ah, Woe Is Me, My Mother Dear: Paraphrase of Jeremiah, 15th Chap., 10th verse
- Robert Burns: Third Epistle To J. Lapraik:
- Robert Burns: The Holy Fair:
- Robert Burns: Epistle To John Goldie, In Kilmarnock: Author Of The Gospel Recovered.
- Robert Burns: Elegy On The Death Of Robert Ruisseaux:
- Robert Burns: Rantin’, Rovin’ Robin:
- Robert Burns: Tho’ Cruel Fate Should Bid Us Part:
- Robert Burns: One Night As I Did Wander:
- Robert Burns: Second Epistle To J. Lapraik:
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