I Wandered Lonely As My Grief

“I wandered lonely as a cloud” - William Wordsworth I wandered lonely as my grief Refused denial, never left Swept over me with no relief A distant soul alone, bereft. Meandering, lost in plain sight A wingless mourner seeking flight. And yet within a heart still stirred To waken memories not lost A still, small voice, just barely heard. Cold tears the melting of love’s loss As day turns into darkened fear Of emptiness and no one there. Her scent no longer in the air Her presence fading way too fast Her touch alive in dreams unfair. I slumber sadly in our past Consumed, it seems, with being there Unable to be free of here. For love it seems cannot abide The painful act of moving on As loving’s feelings still reside Within the heart from dusk till morn For in the murkiness between A glimpse of her may still be seen. ©9/18/2022 I Wandered Lonely as -----Challenge Poetry Contest