Emptiness into Shadow

Fast moving clouds

leave light

shifting shapes

on bare bedroom walls

turning emptiness into shadow

and back again

What is grief?

I could give an answer

of what I thought it was

of what you’d expect it to be

How do you describe

the intangible  

when words you thought you knew

are now simply letters arranged

on blank pages

When light disappears

for too long at once

the vast space

seems to swallow me whole

and my breath

needs reminding

of its natural steady pattern

coaxed in

sweet-talked out

But clouds keep shifting

and light continues to find

its peculiar way through