Your unwavering stance
Occupied a barren region,
Lingering there like a withering flower
Before you ultimately departed;
I suffered–
Missing our laughs, and talks,
And trips to new places –
I endured your scarcity;
I mourn we loss the time
To conquer our declining bonds,
Previous to your leaving, and you
Finding a new dwelling place,
Somewhere I cannot visit-
The ever unfathomable crevice
Between us –
Befalls a mystery to me,
I meditate upon the why.
What threw us into that chasm?
Our not holding each other dear,
Dropping us into that never ending abyss –
I assumed it would pass with the rain,
Then we would have another day,
Another laugh, another talk, one more hug.
It never came to pass –
With great sadness –
Tears grasp around my throat, my mind, my heart.
I shake my head and I say, “Not”.
How I wish it naught!
(Painting and Poem by: Kathleen Stevens/2015)
Nice work
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thank you!!
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Kathleen, this is soooo haunting in a good way. May I assume it has to do with the loss of someone close to you?
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Yes you are right. In the last 3 years I have lost my father and my two sisters. we were very close to each other. God bless you!!
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Yes, you are right
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I love the way you’ve used red in your painting. Excellent!
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thank you!!
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