Day: September 12, 2019

Free-written Poetry Sessions | 1.1 & 1.2

“brightness on horizons in the futures ahead…”


I’m giving you my heart
so you can run away
with it and all my joy
and all my pain . . .

my love was lost so long ago
that heart won’t help
these eyes to see
what can’t be felt . . .

I am no longer warm
and that’s the way it has to be
my love is dead, my love is gone,
and now the cold is after me . . .