All That is Left

Christine Ray brings a poem of leftovers

Brave and Reckless

aching

sadness

feels like

drifting

like

falling

like

tumbling

iridescent tear drops

well up

at phantom pain

remembering

other hearts

I used

to hold

afloat

© 2017 Christine Elizabeth Ray – All rights Reserved

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