A good phrase - 'bearing witness' - because, yes, it is something you carry. Not weight, but phantom throbbing of an amputated limb. #PoemsAbout

#PoemsAbout #WhatRemains @[email protected] @[email protected] Last Rites When my time comes Don't put me on display Just burn my body to ash And scatter me away...

The fall of the cherry blossoms, I know, is what should trigger my sadness and reflection. But their flawless, burgeoning beauty, sudden as a cascade of laughter in an echoing hall has its own sweet melancholy, I find. #PoemsAbout #InBloom

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We broke up ten years ago. He never took 'no' for an answer. #PoemsAbout #BeingWatched #poetry #writing #poetrycommunity #writingcommunity

#poemsabout #undressed I stand here, my mouth agape, Injustice surrounds me like a cloak. Racism undressed. Bare. Bare. Undressed, Naked hate. I scream aloud, Is there no recourse? Love is greater than hatred. Undressed Love.

#BlackVeils #PoemsAbout #tanka Your apologies, simply black veils to cover a void of concern. Know I see through the dark gauze as I would the mists of dusk.

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There's a dream I have - walking beside a river not of water but churning static. No cry of gulls. Just an unbroken hum. #PoemsAbout #Tanka

Champagne corks scattered on my street. Last year's festive debris, foil and streamers still clinging, fan out like a bridal trail, trapped in Janus' door. Fling it open, friends. Savour the salt of soiled opportunity. #PoemsAbout #NewYear