How funny it is to me,
As I stand in the sea
Miles away from you.
I can’t help but think of all we used to be.
Instead, we are but a lost letter
Floating over the sound
Does the sun burn your eyes?
Mine are still cast to the ground.
I want to look up
Reach out and find you.
I know you’re too far
so I’m content
From afar.
I send you this postcard
With love,
Yours and only yours
Me.
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Jazzy
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Head of the Jazzy Writers Association (JWA) in partnership with the Vocal HWA chapter.
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Her Majesty Mia and her minions
I rule this rag tag lot… they’re not much, but they’re all I’ve got! I preside at the head of the table, my indisputable, rightful place. But, I randomly perch on other chairs at a moment’s notice… whenever the mood strikes. Such fun keeping them off balance. Fun reminding them who’s boss... ME!
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶4 days ago in Petlife
Comments (11)
Beautiful poem!🥰
I love this!! And i've missed your poetry so much Jazzy!💗💗 "I can’t help but think of all we used to be. Instead, we are but a lost letter" Gorgeous lines!! And that sign off at the end was so sweet. Thank you for writing such a beautiful poem💛💛
So near, yet so far. This was so emotional! Loved your take on Poppy's Prompts!
Beautifully written!
I can't see this protagonist as anything under 50.
Touching, Jazzy
awww, such a nice thought
A very bittersweet poem, Jazzy. Beautifully written
So heartbreaking and romantic all at once.
A wonderful sense of longing in this. Well done, Jazzy!
Lovely; I subscribed to enjoy more of your creations:)