with shallow breath
and heaving emotions
i bequeath the rivulets
escaping
pittering
on the soft earth
from here on out
i lament
the one-sided conversations
a yearning
for a return
to more than just memories
with shallow breath
and heaving emotions
i bequeath the rivulets
escaping
pittering
on the soft earth
from here on out
i lament
the one-sided conversations
a yearning
for a return
to more than just memories
I Write Her 
Grief and regret expressed in Susi’s exceptional style. A masterpiece, my friend.
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I thank you so much for your praise, Eugenia! ❤ It was a hard one to write because it brought up memories of a dear friend I lost in 2003. But it's a way to honor her as well.
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You’re welcome, Susi.
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You capture the grief of letting go without surrendering the power, wonderful.
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Thank you so much, Paul. I appreciate it. ❤
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Pleasure Susi.
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Excellent! This captures grief and regret so well…
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I’m glad I was able to convey that. Thank you!
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Wow Susi. This is exceptional. You nailed the prompt.
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Thank you, Jude! *hands over heart* I’m touched by your comment!
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My pleasure 🌼 💛
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Reblogged this on Reena Saxena and commented:
My gift to you …… by Susi Bocks
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Deep! The inadequacy of one-sided conversations is probably the reason we cherish Comments more than views and likes.
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Thank you, Reena! Glad you liked it. Sadly, as much as I enjoy engagement, I find I’m not reading or commenting as much as I was able to before. My volume of blogs I follow has gone up, my time devoted to reading has lessened. Its spreading me too thin and contributes to that lack of depth. 🙁
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Time is a scarce resource, especially with increased household chores during the lockdown.
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Oh, yes! I’m looking forward to a change in that aspect!
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Poignant poem.
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This came from past experience with a dear friend.
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Very well written
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Thanks, Sadje!
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You’re welcome 😉
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Yes, to Living! And experiencing to MAKE more memories. Wonderfully crafted, Susi, and I love the flourish of your phrasing of the words flowing out, moving out, leaving the land of one-sided and memories.
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❤ Thank you, Jordan!! It is difficult to live when we are dealt a harsh blow. Appreciate you seeing all the aspects of that. 🙂
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You’re most welcome, Susi!! ❤ Yes, it is. And, also sometimes not to be able to process or work through it initially just due the shock from a cannonball through the stomach and similar so to speak. Gotta drag my ass over under that rock and nurse these wounds so something else doesn’t eat me in this state is a feeling have had more than once. Or, in the biggest case, drag myself OFF the rock.
Kudos to you for writing in to it to abduct and draw out the poison from inside..
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Your words are kind and generous as always, Jordan. I thank you for that! ❤
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You’re most welcome, Susi! 🙂
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Love this, Susi. ❤
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❤ Thank you, Penny! 🙂
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Beautiful. Really beautiful.
xoxo
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Thank you so much, Gabriela! It means a lot coming from you! ❤
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My pleasure Susi 🌹❤️🌹
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❤
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