This book holds the items for the contest I enter in 2019, 2020, and beyond. |
The Absence of You In the silence of the night when the cares of the day are still, when the voice of guilt is mute, when the demands of the day are gone I feel your absence and I weep. In the chaos of the day when voice of desire is hushed, when my time is owed to others, when the phone rings, when the doorbell sounds, when someone else is present I drown the absence of you in work. Poet's Note: ▶︎ |