Images from Stardreamingwith Sherry Bluesky: A Poet on Poetry.
Sunday Scribblings #251 Eternity
ETERNITY
One of the biggest words
In the English language
It is something
We will never see
And yet...we will be
Could it be that
All eternity
is complete
In this moment
We are here
We are now
This is all there is
A little piece of
Eternity
I hold it in my hand
Turn it to the light
For all to see
It is yours'
It is mine
This little piece of
Eternity
I offer it to you
The two pieces join
A little more complete
A little larger piece of
Eternity
For Sherry and her beloved companion, Pup.
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A River of Stones
One Small Stone #23
Sunday isn't the same
When a woman loses her shadow
Lonely and alone
She navigates sorrow
For Sherry and Pup.
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Carry on Tuesday Prompt: Are we there yet?
TRAVELING ALONE
The sun is shinning and
The world is different
Far away
Nothing is the same.
Lost
I call to you
I hear no answer
Nothing is the same
Only time will heal your leaving
The world is different
I do not know my way
Nothing is the same
The sun rose in you
Now it rises alone
The nights are lonely too
I howl to the moon
Nothing is the same.
Exhausted
The minutes drag
I call out,
Are we there yet?
I had no idea
How hard
Or how long
the trip would be
Without you
For Sherry and Pup.
