Poems from CH
Where
There
It’s there
Beneath the mist that lingers.
The shadow
I don’t know anymore
but few more steps.
I’m sure
It’s there.
...
There’s distance between us now,
that can’t be mended
even when we stretch our arms,
and tangle our fingertips.
Quiet your whirring mind.
Sometimes,
it’s best not to think.
Rumination?
Over separation
Over distance far
No.
It’s better not to...
Detached
watching across a pond
Hear
the delight and elation
Space
not for me.
They fall
easily.
Inside,
bubbling and boiling
but not exploding.
Instead
stewing and simmering,
leaking.
So what?
I cry when I’m...