Grief really is a strange feeling. Almost a negative feeling (as in the opposite of feeling). You've written something calm and peaceful and also something that forever stands still before a bridge that can't be crossed. Forever poised. Wonderful as always. Thanks for this last poem of the year
Grief really is a strange feeling. Almost a negative feeling (as in the opposite of feeling). You've written something calm and peaceful and also something that forever stands still before a bridge that can't be crossed. Forever poised. Wonderful as always. Thanks for this last poem of the year
Thank you, it means a lot. Maybe it’s my adhd just ruminating, but sharing this does feel better.