The Grey

Sitting in absence.

In this lingering night,
I cast these heartstrings no more.
The fog of your absence is thick
and I can no longer pilot the grey.
This empty, hazy space is convincing.
I must shrink away from your misty abandonment
to let the new day come and find me - smiling.

Author's Note

Thank you for reading.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

So much painful longing in these words Travis.

The fog of your absence is thick - this reader feels the heaviness and hopes that your heart is touched by healing.

Beautiful brevity. Have a lovely Sunday.

Chris

[Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)]

Thank you for the visit and wonderful thoughts, Chris. I hope you have a lovely Sunday as well.

[Kelly Scheppers]

"The fog of your absence is thick.
I can no longer pilot the grey."

Great articulation, Travis! Wow! You make the words leap from the screen and shake us!

[Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)]

Thank you... I can only be grateful for those thoughts.

[Sami Khalil]

Absence makes the heart ❤ grow fonder. I hope for reunification with your beloved. A sad but touching poem.

[Travis Gibson (poetic heroics)]

That it is, friend. Thank you, I am deeply hoping for it as well. Your thoughts are muchly appreciated.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome sir. Any time.