what was it you saw?
something you recognised? feared?
did you not see me?
~
n.b. Taking things at face value isn’t always easy. Gift horses, mouths, et cetera.
CLP 14/03/2022
Tag Archives: Sadness
on the level
don't delve unduly
what lies beneath the surface
keeps a safe distance
~
CLP 10/12/2021
on need
it cannot be found
through the bottom of a glass
for love nor money
~
CLP 18/09/2021
On Hope vii
when will this sadness end?
she asked, because she knew it must
we both could feel the cold lump of it
in our stomachs, welding us together
when we are both happy?
I offered, to see how happy might sound
it sounded like a bowl of tears
a set of randomly selected letters
it reprised the call of an albatross
fatally wounded
~
CLP 22/07/2021
On Water xxvii
bent double by grief
sadness enough to birth rivers
path shadowed by tears
~
CLP 04/05/2021
On the Street vii
~
Grey, cool rain persists
Days run together down drains
Mingling with lost years
~
CLP 06/10/2020
Voyage des Mots 