Sunday Poem: Wistful

This is an excerpt from the section titled 'Loss' from the poet's collection 'Trips and Trials: A Selection of Poems and Songs' published in 2018

Eyes met

Over champagne flutes

spilling over

suppressed smiles.

Eyes danced mischief blues


beyond the hallway


Morse code, undefined.

Eyes fluttered as you kissed

the hollow in my neck,

the wisp of hair –


in my pearl



Eyes lowered, you watched

as I dabbed dribbles

my lace-edged handkerchief

stained, bloody

with his sorrowful stare.

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