He isn’t here

Katherine Thinkings and poems February 19, 2023 1 Minute

He isn’t here

The air rippled like sea

Niarbyll bay and butterflies

I caught a glance

In water

Shining

He isn’t here

Waves blind me

With white heads

Sunlight in the morning

Hit the fridge door

He isn’t here

The teapot glinted

An eye,perhaps.

The warmth is unusual for February

I went to the hospital again

He wasn’t there

Published by Katherine

Published February 19, 2023

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