Bereft. A haiku trilogy.
1. Ebb
The last ebb of life,
seeping like sweat from my pores.
Let it go, you fool.
2. Ash
My heart is sliced
from my chest, burned alive;
all feeling, now ash.
3. Bereft
My solution lost
upon a sea bereft of
possibility.
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Well, I hope you’ve had a better week than me.
Steve 🙂
Sorry you’ve had a difficult week. Mine has not been too great either! Keep hanging in there…I always enjoy reading your blog.
Nikita
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Thank you, Nikita. That’s all we seem to do, isn’t it? Hang on, I mean. I’m hoping for a future where I can walk rather than hang. 🙂
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Thanks, Carly 🙂
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I hope your next week is better
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Thank you! So do I 🙂
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