Exploring the poetry of everyday life

Revisited By Loss

on August 4, 2014

Today the prompts don’t work and nothing comes to mind.
No ideas new – or old – appear to keep me company.
For once I threw the towel in and moved on with my day.
With shopping cart and list in hand I sought to jar the muse
With a pedestrian task. At least I’ll now have bread.

As I walked past the empty lot beside my home
A sudden kinship with it sprang to mind and heart.
This week two years ago was when I said goodbye
To what I’d built, life I lived, dream that was still-born.
Of course, I thought. Old-buried grief has come to call today.

6 responses to “Revisited By Loss

  1. Beautiful vivachange. Grief felt by your side through your words.

  2. Meredith says:

    Shoo old grief, be gone for Viv.

  3. There are times when i feel a visit to griefs in my past may serve to heal a present moment. I need to discard some of the luggage I have carried for years because I continue to grieve. Thank you for sharing.

  4. vivachange77 says:

    I hope you will let go of some of your baggage. Grieving helps I think.

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