Writing 201: Poetry–Through a Fog of Tears

Day Five: Fog, Elegy, Metaphor I knew when you were gone it would be hard to see you again - ever in that same way. I cried when you made the choice to leave. I let you go like silken strands slipping from my waiting arms blowing in a heavy breeze. I felt your presence … Continue reading Writing 201: Poetry–Through a Fog of Tears

The Leaving

I cried when you made the choice to leave. I knew when you were gone it would be hard to see you again – ever in that same way. I let you go like silken strands slipping from my waiting arms blowing in the heavy air. I knew our time was past, our days were … Continue reading The Leaving

The Leaving

  I cried when you made the choice to leave. I knew when you were gone it would be hard to see you again - ever in that same way. I let you go like silken strands slipping from my waiting arms blowing in the heavy air. I knew our time was past, our days … Continue reading The Leaving