~ Brothers ~

Infinitely being
Dreaming
The pain doesn't let me go
Time has ceased
To Be
I don't recognize anything

Darkened hues reflecting
My Blues
The world seems so rainbow less
Surrounded by sacred stones, in vain
My Pain
Can't move forward, collapsing

Inscribed within my mind
Our Time
When we lived, bathed in sunshine's hues
I touch your name on your chiseled stone
So Alone
Yet, I feel your presence

Our time has come, it's the end
Best Friend
But, you'll be forever living I know
Brother, one day beyond dreams
Eternally
We'll be together again
~
© Bobbie Sandlin
~

For Writing Exercise: RW theme: Spooky, is one of those surprises. I was looking at the picture, and was just focused on their blurred faces. I didn't get "spooky" out of this, especially with the tones of the photo. I let out the first stanza, and the poem wrote itself from there.

Photo: Cemetery in Malvern by Doug Shaver