Clutching At Straws


Beloved, you have been so silent
For many months and are missed
How are you? If I dare ask that is
And what news of you is there?
Is all well? Or else otherwise


If we do not care for one another
Then who will? In the meantime
You may be gone, and indeed are
But not forgotten. So I thought to
Drop you this line, battling on


And while I can. Besides I may
Be of help or use to another
Or so I imagine. After all
Who am I? Who are you?
But another’s imagination?


About Ben Naga

Pilgrim on the lam. Please feel free to explore the links to learn more. I trust you will find some things there will have been worth the effort. See you there.

Posted on September 21, 2015, in Poetry and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.

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