The day free
Of majesty
I am weary
Rain upon
The plastic sills
Of windows
Glass misted
My spirit shifted.
Time with
A sparkling eye
Empathy free
Cold and cruel
Gulls and crows
Fight for scraps
Violent rooftops
Alas.
The loss is great
Leaving upon my tongue
A bitter taste
As you leave
In haste
I forgot to hate.
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Author:
nephilim56 (
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- Published: July 15th, 2025 02:08
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Comments1
Emotionally resonant and quite profound . Beautiful imagery and sentiment here. Poetic and wistful. Very much enjoyed reading this one: well done! Sincerely Elizabeth
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