Still miss you: a poem

Still miss you: a poem

Still miss you A new day. First thing, the same thought: You’re gone and time opens up like a tablecloth spread across a minefield. Loss wells up out of nowhere Somewhere out there you can see me And I can see you But not yet Not yet. Thinking to myself If there...
Harbour: a poem

Harbour: a poem

When I think of you I’m filled with weakness so strong I have to hug myself to keep upright. A wave of loneliness assaults me in no company. I think of you, And all the world’s no company. I’m washed, I’m smashed by tides of agony and longing....