Golden thoughts of you
sail
on a hush
of the languid tide
in my restless, sepia heart.
The stark solitude of
your empty chair
screams ~
your absence, lamented.
Yet, I feel you ~
tendrils of your spirit
flutter,
like the casings of dandelion seeds.
The grain of your existence,
has melted into mine,
has melted
into the very grain of
your empty chair.
image credit: DeviantART
poetry: copyright Roxanne Galpin
This means challenging my self to compassionate, encouraging, genuine and hostile-free exchanges. It also means contemplating my reaction to the thoughts, feelings and expressions of others, prior to acting upon them. 
4 comments:
Oh Tink this is beautiful!!!!!
And the image that goes with it is WOW!
Tabitha ~ many thx. The image is one I found at DeviantArt. The poem is written in response to a prompt I found at Abbey of the Arts blog. Its quite a personal piece, meant to convey the strange way that absence of someone you love becomes so present.
Oh, also wanted to tell you that I will email you soon. I think you are such an inspiration ... and want to tell you that, and a little more.
Gorgeous imagery in your poem Tink! You illuminate the absence with feeling of presence. Love it!
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