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NaPoWriMo Day #6

Following the prompt more faithfully today – as it’s a form I have never come across or tried before. And Aubade.

 In the strictest sense of the term, an aubade is a song from a door or window to a sleeping woman.

Which is the interpretation here – though I have an idea for another which I may post tomorrow. Seeing as its my son’s birthday tomorrow so I may skip the prompt.

Aubade

By Scott Bailey © 2015

 

I pause at the door
Look down
At the mess on the floor
Think wryly
Don’t trip on my shoes

I don’t want to go
Believe me in that
Some things just cannot be
I hope you find
Happiness one day

I could not say goodbye
I am sorry
The chance was gone
Give the kids
A big hug from me

And cry, if you can
Hate me, if it helps
Feel the shape of the hole
I have blasted
In your heart

And fill it to the brim
And overflowing
With new loves and laughter
The heal and hold
You in his arms

My time is over
I turn away
Compelled
Walking through this door
Unable to refuse the finger of death

 

#NaPoWriMo

Author:

Scott Bailey is a freelance writer, author and blogger. His works include the dystopian novel “Mankind Limited”, Thirteen Tales – a collection of Ghost Stories and “A Spring of Dreams” collection of poetry. His blogging ranges across family articles, poetry and short stories and even the odd book or movie review.

3 thoughts on “NaPoWriMo Day #6

  1. I felt this. The unexpected nature of its ending had me reading again to check the facts, how it had unfolded. As a view from a window it is cleverly done. A last look goodbye. Very much enjoyed, Scott.

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