Empty

When the bowl your life filled shattered onto the floor,
All your memories spilled. It could bear them no more.
And the chance for ones new without you here to share
Are like pieces no glue has a hope to repair.
So I'll gather each part of the love your life told;
Ever safe in my heart, they'll remain mine to hold.

Nov 11, 2022
Submitted to Line Gauthier's
Bitesize Poem no.55 Poetry Contest
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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Wolf Avatar
November 15, 2022 at 7:03 PM
Haunting, yet sweet, Jesse. Pretty poetry! Thanks for a great read. ~ Gershon
Ashley Avatar
November 13, 2022 at 1:42 PM
Dear Jesse, your poignant poem is a gem, a metaphorical beauty wrapped in wistful imagery, rhythm and rhyme. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan
Rowe Avatar
November 13, 2022 at 4:00 PM
Thank you. My daughter's dog she's had since she was 3 (she's 17 now) just passed away the other day. We never expected grief for a dog could be so strong.
Ashley Avatar
November 13, 2022 at 3:10 PM
Oh, Jesse, I am so so sorry for your loss.. unfortunately, I know the depth and breadth of the grief you’re experiencing. The loss of a beloved pet is devastating.. please accept my condolences, my friend.
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