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Advice II - April 14, 2013 - Portland, OR

Here we gather,
Clutching our
Memories as
Close as we
Grip a handkerchief
Tight in our fingers.

Breath, coming in sighs
Or held tightly in
Until the whole
Body aches with effort.

We come together
To say goodbye.
Grieving, we share
Although those small
Laughs feel

You are missed.
We know that you
Were unable to feel
This truth in life,
But let our grief
Become the fire
That speeds you
Along to
A new

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  1. I just stumbled upon this. It is completely, utterly lovely. The truth of it made my heart swell and my eyes mist. Thank you for sharing it.

    • I’m happy to know that this resonated with you. Early on in April I thought really, I had the a totally reasonable excuse to ditch the whole 30-poems challenge for the year. Funny thing is, I haven’t really written a lot of poetry since. Almost feels like the effort to do it was so great I’m still recovering those mental muscles.

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