They tell me not to focus
On the loss,
That ghost silhouette
Of the tragically missing;
It’s nothing but smoke
And shadowed what-iffing.
This is a phase, they say,
Merely a stage,
Like giving up meat,
Painting pet rocks,
And sporting black lipstick.
If only I would take
The first baby step
On the invisible road,
The road should appear
Naturally like magic.
I begin to believe them;
Even now I might possibly
Sense a cool wind,
The briefest of breezes,
Fresh air from somewhere,
Invading this limbo.


Image source unknown. Poetry form is free verse.

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12 responses to “Limbo

  1. Wow – this description of limbo is so relatable to me, Paula… this is really really well written.


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  2. Beautifully written Paula

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  3. Beautiful, Paula. ❤️

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  4. Nice job on the poem, Paula! ❤

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