On cold days
I miss the warm touch
of her eyes
on my face
as I struggle to awake
without forgetting
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just lovely…you’ve the form of the Shadorma, yet I felt as if I was reading an extended haiku ~
very touching
Beautiful choice of words reflecting a truth. There are days I have to concentrate so hard to remember a single feature of my husband’s face and then when unbid, he’ll appear before me laughing at me, inviting me to lunch. He’s been gone for twenty years and I miss him every day but I don’t always see him. Thank you for understanding my mistake. I love this shadorma.
oh nice capture of feeling, forgetting is so hard…
This is amazingly soft, beautiful.
Don’t we all love summer !!! Great shadorma poem on the prompt, I am always attracted to love poems, especially the ones beautifully written like yours, well done.