I've been doing some experimenting with my writing style that I think has led to some good poem ideas. Here is one I just recently finished. Enjoy!
Orphan
Just as if you died tomorrow
I would not be an orphan,
if you left I would not be alone.
There are pay stubs, letters, paperwork
proving you were here. They grip
your signature and those of others
who too exist. Your absence
could not wipe them all away.
Recipes threaten, subtle,
inside a brown pill box – your meatloaf
that is sure to bring heartburn hours
after the dishes have all been put away.
Clothes, stained and faded, that wear
the creeping of the days out through
the dangling strands, hang peacefully,
unraveling stories.
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