Untitled (Randyjw; November 14, 2019)
I recently remembered this long-forgotten poem I’d written at a young-adult period during my lifetime. I guess that deep, and recent, grief in my life has somehow jogged this from the recesses of memory. I thought I’d include it here, now. I believe this completes my entire work-to-date now, except for individual poetry written to individuals, which may have never made it to these pages.
When I am torn with grief
and aching for a love I cannot yet understand
You smile, knowingly,
and say you understand.
Accepting this statement at face value,
I go on.
Once again, the hurt swells up inside me;
I dare not return while the crowned king
reigns his one-man kingdom.