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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;

tugging. tearing.

 

I dare not return while the crowned king

reigns his one-man kingdom.