(un)held Poem, by Tristan Robert Lange, at My poetic side

Notice of absence from Tristan Robert Lange
Friends, I’m doing my best to keep up with comments. 😅 I’m still current on my own poems and first replies on others’ work, but this season has been a bit of a twister. Figured I’d drop a quick note so you don’t think I’ve vanished or gone flaky.
Read. Write. Rise. Realize. 🤘💀🖤

if i were to

disappear—

my visage transparent,

clear—

would it, as a dis,

appear?

would it well up

fear

or would some

cheer?

most, i’m afraid,

would sneer

and eventually

forget their peer.

regardless, it’s become

clear

i was never held as

dear

enough for anyone to hold

near.

First published on tristanrobertlange.com, March 17, 2026.

Tittu

Author: Tristan Robert Lange ( Online)
Published: March 17th, 2026 07:14
Comment from author about the poem: Comment from author about the poem: I’m now published in an anthology featuring authors from across the Poconos, PA. All proceeds benefit the Pocono Liars Club — a collective of authors and editors dedicated to supporting and mentoring local writers. Available in paperback and Kindle, please consider purchasing one and supporting a great cause. https://a.co/d/58uxM69
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Demar Desu - 德马尔·德苏 March 17th, 2026 07:18
I would care
sorenbarrett March 17th, 2026 07:39
Clever wording and meter encase an emotion and thought that one is not esteemed or felt to be of any importance. Sad and most probably a distortion of thought that many have for almost everyone has someone that cares about them in some way or other. A very nice piece with which most all of us can identify with at some point in our lives. A fave my friend

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