Archive for July 25, 2014


More to come, though it has been too much already.
The organza curtains slide against your skin.
New is the feeling of this day that just began
and you will win, yes you will win today,
your quiet battle no one knows about.
The photo of the grandson wobbles in the draught.
You only know he has a girlfriend now across the globe.

Across the street another silent fight is fought,
who would have thought her painful night
is similar to yours. But more to come,
of course there’s more, the day has only
started now. The scent of lavender and roses.
“Today they’re going on a holiday!” she says
excited of the thought, but you can’t hear.

Once you had families. Her husband died and you
had children. Now you live alone and so does she.
Your eyes meet hers, only the street
between you two. The weather’s fine
A quiet day, or so you hope, but soon
you’ll have so much to cope, the two of you.
A plane sets off for Asia.


Poetry by Ina Schroders-Zeeders

Copy of Poetry by Ina Schroders-Zeeders.

during the sunset

during the sunset
all fire alarms went off

during the sunset
you didn’t blink at all
an understatement

last view of this life
a good time to ponder
during the sunset


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