his thirsty ambition

his thirsty ambition

A Poem by Sarah McKeever Hitt

I miss him so much.

(Like a sickness misses healing

a child misses their imaginary friend)

My heavy eyes dream of him,

(and his sarcastic tyranny

his rain cloud voice

his thirsty ambitions)

with every lie he ever told me until the day I die.

© 2013 Sarah McKeever Hitt


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You have described your loss so well

Posted 11 Years Ago


I know how you feel love...this touches my heart. This is a heartfelt expression of sadness toward your love and his clouded decisions. Great write!

Posted 11 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Funny iosnt it the way we long for a relationship even if it was a bad one .

Posted 11 Years Ago


Sarah McKeever Hitt

11 Years Ago

That longing is what makes poets poetic.
Tate Morgan

11 Years Ago

I suppose there is something to that Though my first wife and I fought continuously while my second .. read more

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Sarah McKeever Hitt
Sarah McKeever Hitt

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