Read Poetry by Tara Kimberley Torme

The world is fractured
shattered, broken shards – scattered
Lives hang in balance

The world is silent
Ghosts that walk within the walls
Shadows of the past

The world is trembling:
Walks unsteadily – unsure
Nowhere left to go.

Nowhere to go
Prisoners in our own homes
Global pandemic

Soon the world will be
Nothing but a silent ghost
Shattered in the wind

The world treads lightly
Every step – a shattered line
Cracks in the surface.

The world is shut down
Fractured Paranoia – fear
Consumes everyone.

Silent Echoes in the street
Laughter is rare.

Where there was laughter
Echoes of silence are felt
The world a ghost town.

The world’s a ghost town
Echoes in the street where there
Used to be laughter.

The world is a ghost
Walks unseen amongst the crowd
All invisible.

Holy Eucharist
Memories of a distant past
God’s House – A Ghost town.


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