Ashes

By Nimue44

- Thank you. All the voices but yours you have erased.
-Yes, but that one, my love, you take away.
- Then, what's left? Silence?
[An aching trapped in the flutter of your lashes?]
[Or just fire, fire, fire?]
- No, ashes.

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Published on Thursday, December 11, 2014. Filed under: "Love" and "Poetry"

Comments on "Ashes"

On Tuesday, January 2, 2018, Cassette (1087) wrote:

very interesting piece.
A former member wrote: Wonderful. Fantastic. I love it.
A former member wrote: the strange solitary voice you are left with..the inner voice, consumed in turmoil, sweeping ashes...remind me of being in front of a vending machine at 2am, not sure what to get, mulling in nothing because you're tired...interesting structure, i always love the use of multiple voices in a poem and i think you did it well here! thanks for writing â™¡
On Saturday, January 3, 2015, Nimue44 (289) wrote:

Thanks! :D
On Friday, December 19, 2014, Flying indigo express (148) wrote:

Concise and powerful, thank you for the reminder that all we do or say remains
On Monday, January 5, 2015, Nimue44 (289) wrote:

You're welcome, sir.
On Monday, December 15, 2014, Forgotten Silence (11) wrote:

Just saw flames that had no fuel other than it's own desire to keep burning. I liked this piece.
On Monday, December 15, 2014, Nimue44 (289) wrote:

I appreciate that. :)
A former member wrote: Some voices can never say goodbye, otherwise the silence would be far too deafening.
On Friday, December 12, 2014, Nimue44 (289) wrote:

I agree. That's why always something (anything, even if consumed as ashes) remains.