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One or Two in an Upstairs Room by Dayvid Graybill Friday, May 07, 2010 Rated "PG13" by the Author. Share Print Save Become a Fan
One or Two in an Upstairs Room Sorrow hanging close to the surface Knowing nothing more than sad pain A joyless face behind a rain-streaked window Smiling falsely, breaking through the day A woman wearing tears on her sleeves A Stone heart behind bars says, “come” Hurried hugs and shallow kisses forgotten Unfinished moans from cold beds in the morning Children coming in love, go forth in fear Dark, cold clouds filled with waiting rain Warm invitations turn to windowless rooms of pain Screams, unheard, slide through the crack in the door Her emptiness envelops her hollow heart Smeared lipstick and shattered dreams again Rough hard hands touching, are too much to bear In the rolling fog she struggles down the stairs. © 2005 Dayvid Graybill

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Reviewed by A. Loomis	5/19/2010

I love how you've painted this tragic picture. The descriptions are vivid and really get down to the heart of what pain can be. Beautiful.




Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan	5/8/2010

so sad-a tragedy, well written




Reviewed by Rose Rideout	5/7/2010

This is indeed a beautiful write that holds saddness within your words Dayvid. Well written. Newfie hugs, Rose




Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater	5/7/2010

A beautiful rendition of the climb up and then the fall down...sometimes, though, a deep fog opens us up to really see, and then when it lifts, we are lifted up...and we see the situation for what it is...good poetry, Dayvid. Love, Sage




Reviewed by Morning Star	5/7/2010

"OH my this is beautiful It is so sad when lovers beds Become cold and and sadness fills the heart! Beautifully writing piece! Wishing you Love Peace and Light....Yolie




Reviewed by D Johnson	5/7/2010

A sad telling of what is sometimes called love, which we know by experience, has its ups and downs. Cheers, Dan




Reviewed by Ed Matlack	5/7/2010

She needs a ranch style house, no stairs to navigate...especially in a fog...e