42 Years

Posted on November 2, 2022 by purplepeninportland 
Written for:  November PAD Chapbook Challenge - Day 1
Two-for-Tuesday - 
"Write a beginning poem, and/or write an ending poem"


dark humor,
he made me laugh
books, crucial
crossword lovers
explorers
seeking new sights.
Met in March, married in June


no longer
can grasp humor,
correct words
elude him.  Sad,
he cannot 
read, focus fades.
Day by day, a veil occludes

https://www.writersdigest.com/write-better-poetry/2022-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-1

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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4 Responses to 42 Years

  1. larry trasciatti says:
    November 2, 2022 at 12:59 am

    Unfortunately the passage of time can do so much damage~

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  2. Paula Light says:
    November 2, 2022 at 1:25 am

    Very sad. My dad had this…

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