Good Morning, Heartache
Remembering that day you were totally gone!
Your etched coffee mug with your name, lonely, on the bright plaid
kitchen table.
And your loving presence vanished like the fog.
Deeply sad, was I, indeed, was that whole morose day..
Who knew the man of of my life was headed my way?
Not me, drowning in tears and forlorn loneliness...
How does life work out? It does. Is it angelic presence?
I feel that very exact same way today. But know now the seasons
of the heart has its ways.
And today's heaviness will be gone and vanish.
Replaced by a glorious, melodious song.
Through this morning mist, dream helpers already at work on the spirit
of my dreams.
So, I let it go, drifting in dreams in serene poetic repose.
Neither form nor impressive vocabulary creates my poetry.
I am happiest exposing the genuine me, not to please thee.
Still in search of my own style, the genuine sounds and depth of my soul..
Why, of course! My heart will carry me for miles.
10/17/2020
Opus# 1
'Good Morning, Heartche.' Song made famous by the late, great,
Billie Holiday.
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2020
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