Suddenly, not there …
By Rhiannonw
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Whether rich or poor,
kind or cruel
all face those moments
– someone is missing,
gone, incommunicado
– can’t phone, can’t see, can’t touch
a final parting,
rupture
gap,
tears.
Some have hope sure of meeting one day,
but for now all are bereaved
tired, grieved
– a friend, or family amputated from your life
– big space.
Why didn’t I ask …
Why didn’t I say …
I remember when …
[IP: mourning]
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you express that feeling very
you express that feeling very well, sort of like waiting for a wave to fall but it doesn't and it doesn't. I like how you embrace the whole of humanity at the beginning, too
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Your words in this poem
Your words in this poem touched me Rhiannon.
Jenny.
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Regret amongst so many other
Regret amongst so many other emotions captured so expertly. Lovely work, Rhiannon. Paul :)
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