“Empty Nest” <br /> <br /> <br />With the boy’s room, draped in white sheets <br />This whole year, like a cocoon, preserved, in amber, <br /> <br />She closes another album: The fossil record of their marriage, <br />Steeped, in the earthen layers of clay. <br /> <br />Then, turning to face him, two huge land masses: <br />He, the old world, she is of the new, <br /> <br />And with thirty years of continental drift <br />Having poured an ocean between them, <br /> <br />They live, now, in different time zones, <br />Sleep, eat and speak in different tongues… <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />11.15.7 John Tansey <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright ©2008 John Thomas Tansey<br /><br />John Tansey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/empty-nest-7/
