Contact?

A poem about the unfortunate demise of a longtime friendship, not ended by myself. To find freedom for the body and soul, sometimes it is best to cease.

Contact?

(To JRD)

Don't expect

contact--

no touch

unless

first touched,

but initiate--

yes-- did that

many times,

(to little

or no avail;

so I don't).

But watch

as fingers

lie dormant,

trembling.

Contact?

Most welcomed,

expected least.

Reviews

[Lisasview]

I received a review from you but with out your name attached...I thought it was a second response from Relic... and so i sent a very nice thank you to Relic...Relic informed me that the very nice review came from you...
I really do wonder what happened?
Meanwhile since I am contacting you now I had a chance to read your interesting poem...
Lisa, now in Spain

[Red Brick Keshner]

So sad for friendship to end specially in the way that you shared. There are friendships that remain now only in memory probably by similar means. Thanks for sharing.

[John the Baptist]

Really liked the spare delivery of this one. Sometimes few words can speak more powerfully than oceans of them.