Poem — Untitled

Another poem from my retreat into the mountains. You’ll see a progression in these poems as I get further into the quiet.

I’ve sung so often
Of love and heartbreak,
loneliness and sorrow,
Pain  and grief,
And the ecstasy of melancholy.
In fact, I think that’s
All I’ve ever sung of,
For so many years.
Why do I never write
Of peace?
Of light and life,
In a way that is not
Tinged with sadness?

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2 thoughts on “Poem — Untitled

  1. Just now sitting down to read these. I particularly like this one, and I’m looking forward to the others.

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