Words written before vivacity was acknowledged

Connected decades later, too far, too distant

Melodies that speak of misfortunes that burdens with your acquaintance

A meeting that resides only by imagination,

You’re gone.


Intentions of compositions drown senses recorded long ago,

There’s no chance of recovery

Souls without limitation, yet specifically ceased

Departed to soon distancing unity, leaving intellect in dire straights

For those who yearn too much

Those who grieved for and coveted bones of the dead

That in no way are to be held

You’re gone.


This is a prompt from Robert Lee Brewer from Writer’s Digest, 2016 April PAD Challenge.

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