Tonight's Poet Corner: Red Sheets

Red Sheets
by Arden Roddie

i blow the candles out

here comes the spin
                                 and sparks
                   and greyed hair

and you, who has been there all these years

you fall

it's time

oh no

      it's time

but NO

i am not ready yet for you to go

i plead for you to stay

i know it won't be long but
     just a few days longer is enough

i plead

           i plead


                         i plead




my plea is heard

you rise from the floor
             from your grave
              from oblivion


and here we are again
    now both grey-haired and wrinkled and soft

so soft

            between
                   
                          red sheets