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A Dying Ember

Without the comfort of your hand to hold Aimlessly, I wander about in the dark No hint of warning had been foretold I am a dying ember without a spark Forbearance and faith is what I need and a love so true that I might heal My painful wound continues to bleed Emotional heartache, I cannot conceal

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John Watt

Date: 9/26/2020 11:17:00 PM

I remember seeing this back in July, it was one you submitted in your early days at Soup. By the way, congratulations on adding a second page to your collection! You're doing so well here... you just observed your 3-month anniversary and already you have over 100 poems and have become one of the mainstays of quality poetry! God bless you ~ John

Jenna Logan
Date: 10/8/2020 3:19:00 AM

Thank you, John. Sorry I'm just now seeing your generous remarks. I appreciate your many visits to my poetry.

John Watt

Date: 7/31/2020 4:37:00 PM

It is a blessing having you at Poetry Soup, Jenna. Writings like this with its depth of emotion in loss and loneliness, along with your carefully crafted rhythm and rhyme is why. "I am a dying ember without a spark". Keep writing such beauties, poetess!

Jenna Logan
Date: 9/21/2020 4:24:00 AM

How kind are your comments, John. I appreciate your encouragement.