Curtis Johnson Poet Verse

Not a Trace

Even the most familiar surroundings were unrecognized 
A most fathomless affair; the search for yesterday 
The Old Library and playground were also gone 
The Chinaberry tree, a landmark, was gone
A most strange emotion hovered over me, 
And every trace of the homesite was gone

100722PSCtest, Bite Size. Line Gauthier. 2P

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Ann Peck November 11, 2022 at 11:10 AM Yes--a part of life gone. I think I know how you feel. Congratulations on win!

Line Gauthier October 21, 2022 at 3:35 PM Love how this was penned ~ Curtis Johnson October 23, 2022 at 5:55 AM Thank you, Line.

Christuraj Alex October 21, 2022 at 7:04 AM Natural or man-made, such changes especially if done dangerously, hurt. Congratulations! Curtis Johnson October 23, 2022 at 5:58 AM Indeed. Changes touch all of us. In many ways, change is an 'equal opportunity employer'. Thanks, Christuraj.

Jesse Rowe October 21, 2022 at 3:07 AM Such a strange thing to see the effects of time. Familiar things become alien. Interestingly our poems are parallels. Yours about your home and mine about self. Curtis Johnson October 21, 2022 at 6:22 AM Hi, Jesse. Indeed, very interesting. 'Home', 'Self'. Wow. I must read yours. Thanks.