In your deepest November,
you slipped away
like an elfin child,
too soon,
your long goodbye.
This is my stanza for a community poem, contributed to by 20 local poets (yes, 20 in a population of 2000 - we are a community of artists of all types) that will be read at our Poetry Night on December 19th in one of the local galleries. I love our December gatherings and will read two of my poems there.
Still processing the grief, which will be lifelong, as I so very well know.
The idea of reading poetry surrounded by art sounds lovely...this is a poignant verse for the community poem...
ReplyDeleteYour verse speaks from the heart. I am certain your event will be spectacular.
ReplyDeleteI understand the processing of grief.
Beautiful stanza, Sherry. Your December event sounds wonderful.
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