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What I Lost In The Fire
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##Top Viewed## My body
And my sense of self
All those gentle things
I set on the highest shelf
My flair for life
My joie de vivre
Some little things
That meant the world to me
My happiness
My home sweet home
My family
My heart and soul
My sense of direction
My surety and sanity
My underlying belief
That i could be happy
My undertakings
My grand awakenings
All the irons in the hearth
Never once feeling far apart
And now, i am grieved
When i retire
An ashen hollow
After the fire
The slender shape of your
The slender shape of your lines perfectly deploys the poignancy of the emotion that the poem conveys. In sharing this aspect of your life, you have spoken to others who have grieved similarly but cannot completely articulate it.
Starward
Post 1967 Detroit Riots
List a City
polarize a divded
natiin
killed an era
createe another
way of not
living next door.
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Lady A
Sorry for yr loss, the past
ashed lasts a lifetime. My only
saughter died if cancer age 43,
ashes, each picture is precious.
Empathizng in losses of the never
to be firgotten. Good sharing.
Evokative. Thanks for writing
and publishing piece.
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~A~
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