bitter blue pill

for desolate hearts,
bitter blue pills of joy
hard-bitten on the edges

bottomless rain,
on a teardrop face,
to wash away what is not there

you, momentarily missing,
since you last went
when you first came

Reviews

[andrew mitchell]

I love the way you have captured the feelings of a broken heart , the longing , the missing.A lovely sad piece.Well written :)

[highonwords]

wow, thank you so much, my friend :) much appreciated :)

best,
steph

[andrew mitchell]

you are welcome

[highonwords]

:))))))))))))))))))))))))))

steph

[Zugzwang]

I loved this poem...it spoke to me of a delicate sadness. Beautiful.
z.

[highonwords]

thank you, my friend, for the comment and visit :)

steph

[Alfred Kukitz]

Great juxtaposition! Metaphors seeping in wisdom as the heart falls.

Regards,
Al

[highonwords]

hi al - so nice to hear from you my friend - what happened to you - haven't heard from you lately - glad you enjoyed the poem :)

best,
steph

[Alfred Kukitz]

There is always more of the otherness.

[highonwords]

what do you mean, my friend?

steph

[Alfred Kukitz]

Things, events that keep me away from the cafe.

[highonwords]

oh i see - i hope you are well, my friend - but are you?

steph

[Alfred Kukitz]

You ask to many questions.......just fly Steph!

[highonwords]

you're hurting my feelings, al - just concerned about you is all

best,
steph