Haunting Of Dust

Before we get into the poem this week, I have an announcement which I alluded to last week. My big news is that Cats Home is going to be released on the 15th September – yes, tomorrow! This is the release date for the ebook, which will be available at some point tomorrow to read (for free, as ever) and also the date on which I will upload the print book for publication. The print book versions always take a little more time than the ebook versions, so I hope you won’t mind the wait. But anyway, with that out of the way, please enjoy this little poem about memory and dust.

Haunting Of Dust

Now, you are gone,
yet you remain, somehow,
in the twinkling particles
of dust – they shine brighter
in the sunlight, just like you.

You would be proud
of what you’ve become.
These little shards of you
haunt me, but not in a way that
I dislike, or would ever wish to stop.

No, they are soft;
they are comfort on cold,
lonely days; they are reminders
that you were here, and will be again,
even if it takes a little while.

Enjoyed the poem? Why not check out Commute, Intricacies Inked In Ice, Our Paused World or Aleatory Poetry?

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