The House Alone

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I know a strange aloneness tonight -

Though noise ruled the day,

The house stands quiet now,

An absence of sounds conquering the

Loud and shrill and banging.


There is a whine of blood and air

Where chatter had displaced thinking -

And I think I miss the sound of you,

Restless and laughing, love and

Madness in the stories we shared.


I know a strange aloneness tonight -

Though light ruled the day,

The house stands dark now,

Shadows and glimmers banishing the

Harsh and artificial.


There is a dance of soft colours

Where brightness had blinded seeing -

And I think I miss the sight of you,

Restless and laughing, love and

Mischief in the comfort of friends.

11th January 2013

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