Widow Notes
Mind dust
settles between
the memory of us
and the empty rooms I ramble
alone
(A cinquain)
10 thoughts on "Widow Notes"
Leave a Reply
You must be logged in to post a comment.
Mind dust
settles between
the memory of us
and the empty rooms I ramble
alone
(A cinquain)
You must be logged in to post a comment.
This cinquain contains grief well.
especially love:
Mind dust
settles between
the memory of us
Thank you, Pam. I had hoped the cinquain could contain these two emotions.
This poem is surprisingly full
of emotion, effectively painted,
in a poem about emptiness and loss.
Well done.
Thank you, Bud🌹
So much of your loss and love in so few syllables—so strong with emotion.
Thank you, friend.🌹
Very well done!
Thanks so much, Kevin.🌹
A very full use of form. Thanks for sharing it.
Thanks so much, Shaun.🌹