Compost

The dead collect at my feet like brittle leaves; fallen, dry…pointless.
I push through them as I walk my day away.
They rise in light breezes, but never take flight.

I hear them at night crackling against my window, piled so high they sit on the sill.
The dead ones…lucky ones, I say…twirling in devil winds, coils of life long gone.
But they never go far. They congregate in corners and sit with me in still air.

I feel them; their loathsome weight that weighs nothing at all presses my heart into my throat.
The dead I loved have turned to mold, flimsy recollections of hope.
They spin around me, grazing the ground, twisting my steps.

They want me to join them…
Compost of the ages.
All I need is a rake.

  • Jakki Oakes

    Jakki Oakes

    Great read, love it :)

  • robpixaday replied about 1 month ago

    Thank you sooooo much….....and thank you for adding this to your favorites!

  • kenspics

    kenspics

    Powerful writing Robin!!!
    Take heart though.. the compost can fertilize, and when ground is fertilized, it brings forth newborn flowers in the cool, refreshing of spring, and these flowers become the glory of our next summer.Death.. where then is thy sting!!!

  • F.A. Moore

    F.A. Moore

    I’m unclear on whether these are dead hopes and dreams, or dead people. I thought the former, until the last 3 lines.
    Now I’m confused. But I want to understand.

    The image you paint is real and beautifully worded and detailed.

  • robpixaday replied

    Thank you…....... :)
    It’s people, but they also represent hopes and dreams to me so I left it a little ambiguous at the beginning.

  • Jeff  Burns

    Jeff Burns

    Wonderfully done

  • F.A. Moore

    F.A. Moore

    Congratulations, Robin!!

    You’re poem is here!: http://www.redbubble.com/writing/featured

    Featured writing for RB!!

    Somebody’s watching you!

  • robpixaday replied about 1 month ago

    That’s very cool!
    Thank you, Frannie!

  • solareclips~Julie  Alexander

    solareclips~Ju... about 1 month ago

    WOW, very very awesome writing Robin!!! You should add it to my group FTS

  • robpixaday replied about 1 month ago

    O!!!! You’re so sweet! Thank you…..I just added it. To be honest, I didn’t know if it was too dreary…thank you again…....((hugs))

  • Ushna Sardar

    Ushna Sardar about 1 month ago

    Excellent read rob!

  • EnderWiggins

    EnderWiggins about 1 month ago

    Wonderful poem, Love this part: “I hear them at night crackling against my window, piled so high they sit on the sill.” Reminds me of a part in Duma Key by Stephen King. Congrats on the feature!

  • Shoaib .

    Shoaib . about 1 month ago

    beautiful words… congrats on the feature .. thats very cool :)

  • LjMaxx

    LjMaxx about 1 month ago

    Awesome writing R… Your variety of skills never fail to amaze me..

  • kashmirecho

    kashmirecho 29 days ago

    Amazing.

  • F.A. Moore

    F.A. Moore 27 days ago

    Inside Solo, vol 16! <<Click to go!
    Congratulations on being News in the magazine


    Inside Solo is the Art News and Resource magazine from Solo Exhibition.

    Click the link, above, to go see your work highlighted in the Art News section for members. The magazine is now a formal publication, in PDF format, downloadable from its RB page.

  • steppeland

    steppeland 24 days ago

    Wow, awesome writing! the last line makes me smile… Beautiful!
    Congrats with the feature in Inside Solo!

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