July 22, 2025
N/A Premiere Contest: Poetry Marathon Mile 26 Sponsor: Mark Toney
~ Third Place ~ Premiere Contest: Those We Love Sponsor: Mystic Rose Rose
~ Poem Of The Week ~ July 27, 2025
Those we love don't go away, they walk beside us everyday. Their murmurs soft, a tree leaf whisper defrosts my heart that did grow crisper with grief that stained inside and out when I embraced and lived with doubt that voices lost to yesteryear would still be here in atmosphere, but breezy hands they brush my shoulder and shake the lilacs, zephyrs bolder as wind-tossed-scent awakens my recall of purple June bouquets that did enthrall. Ah, souvenirs and picture frames can flare or tame my mourning flames. Our days once filled with cheer and dare, alas, souls fly as sheer as air, or sit to contemplate as still as moss, they come to help alleviate my loss. I see them in rejiggered shapes of clouds or gold of sunshine warmth spilled over crowds; I catch a glimpse in happy eyes and sense they’re there in spirits' guise. A moment here and then they’re gone, beyond white angel-air-chiffon. I’ve come to know and feel inside that never-ending, they’ll reside within my heart and everywhere… to sense them near, fulfills my prayer.
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