sad poetry
The cathartic nature of poetry makes it one of the best outlets to channel feelings of sadness, emotional turmoil, grief and despair.
There... Nothing To Do
There... nothing to do. Fall begins and my summer just sits. A sudden emptiness, in July— a hollowness picked. Goodbye to Spring. Tripping! For too early— in July. Every now and then, the betweens... with snow. What’s left to do is wander into sto', search the glo', curl slow into a fetal pose, and wait. There... nothing to do. In July. Thank you for reading! Which part of the poem resonates with you? Share your thoughts. Please leave a comment. Copyright 2025 K.A. Smith
By K.A. Smithabout a year ago in Poets
