I haven’t been paying a lot of attention lately. To anything.
But I stumbled across a little poem here whilst wandering about meaninglessly and thought I’d post one in response. It’s supposed to be sort of sad, reflecting my mood. But, as usual, it comes out sort of silly.
Do you miss me
Now and then
In memories
Of way back when?
We lay together
Touched the sky
Then drifted somewhere
By and by
Until that day
Did we lose sight?
Succumb to darkness
In that night?
Do you still miss me
When you sleep?
Do visions of me
Gently creep
Into your dreams?
Into your head
Beneath the sheets
Upon your bed
Or do you dream
Of someone new?
Do you miss me?
I miss you.
Richmond Road 
Wonderful poem!!
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It’s not silly at all. It’s a voice from a deeper place inside us. We don’t openly comfort such feelings but when we do, it turns into poetry just like this. I love it 🙂
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Awww… it IS bittersweet and melancholy. And very good! 💫
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Beautiful poetry and yes.
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not silly, and it says so much about the way the net joins us and separates us at the same time. Someone you connect with suddenly no longer answers their email, and you think, o dear. Where are they?
And you never hear from them again, always wondering why.
This is a perfect poem.
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addendum: are you okay? Really?
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I’m fine. But it is so nice of you to ask.
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It comes across as sad.
Now, why do you feel that way?
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That’s a question that I can’t really answer …. perhaps there is no particular reason. Some days are colder than others, it just happens.
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