A Split

And in the end, we split up. The dream immediately faded. How many castles have we erected together, my dear? What happened to the stories we'd been told? The tremor of longing is as strong as ever. Mumbling might be heard all through the night. I am uncertain, and we grieved a poem. How many tears have you shed, sweetheart?

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Harry Horsman

Date: 5/10/2022 6:23:00 AM

wow such sadness, i read here, and yes the poem, says it all.

Victor Buhagiar

Date: 5/10/2022 2:23:00 AM

Not your usual poem. This is sad. Separation is terrible and painful.

Timothy Ray

Date: 5/9/2022 8:14:00 PM

this conveys what a few of mine have said....it is well executed and drags one vividly into the pain often reminding me of Mariane Moore's poem on marriage which holds no solution nor attempts one...and why i have chosen singularity...enjoyed the romp in heartbreak

Unseeking Seeker

Date: 5/9/2022 7:40:00 PM

splash in the ocean ~ epiphany of delight ~ held by memory

Judy Ball

Date: 5/9/2022 5:21:00 PM

It's sad when to people no longer wish to live together. Somehow something is missing from their union. It's heartbreaking but sometimes it's for the best. A lovely but sad piece here. Nice job. God Bless, JB

Vijay Pandit

Date: 5/9/2022 1:24:00 PM

Sad when it happens--but that is life. Well said, Lasaad.