it just feels good to cry
to lay my grief down
and acknowledge
from blue day sunshine
that muddled path behind
the hazy way ahead; quiet
moments within
released and wet
my weary mind
on bloodrooted walkways
under long shadows
down thru that swampy mill
and up along the grey paved way
underneath that sky
but I cry
for things which are lost
for that which is gone
for all that I miss
for once we shared
all that
and here I am
and he is not

5 thoughts on “somedays

  1. I just found your blog and I really enjoyed reading your poem. It is sad and touched a deep cord in me for sure – I can understand and appreciate it so well. Beautiful.


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