It is over tea that we contact
You are focused
You want me to try
Not the tea, us!
What have you to offer?
I ask having offered so long.
You look blankly, then smirk.
You have? All efforts negated.
My heart is crushed
You don’t see the me
Rather I am disposable
Worthless rubbish discarded.
I sit on the street before your house
I hear you party, laugh, love,
Your world shut from me
Solitude can be the loneliest place.
Morpethroad 
My heart hurts with you.
~ Darling
Thank you Darling I appreciate your comment.
So sad. She’s not worth it. The smirk did it for me.
Thank you Lyn, beautifully noted.
The feeling of rejection, your words ache
I guess I should be pleased that the pain in this piece touches you so vividly. Thank you as always for reading my words.
It is a pleasure to read your words always
Thank you Yves.
=)
Sad but very moving. 🙂 🙂
Thank you Helen….such things are devastating when they happen.
Feelings I so relate to. You express them beautifully.
Thank you Kim, I appreciate always you commenting on my work. Can’t you sleep? Or are you up early?
I was going to ask you the same. 🙂 I can’t get back to sleep. I’m having a biopsy today. I have a post scheduled at 1pm talking about. It’s kind of a poem I guess. 🙂
Its 8.40pm Tuesday here…..ok I’ll look for your post at bout 5am here.
Serious biopsy?
I don’t think so. Just a precaution.
Ok well I hope it goes well for you. I’ve had two on my kidneys, not all that pleasant
On your kidneys I would imagine not. That was basically surgery. It’s my breasted they put a needle in and sucked the tissue out. I had it done before. I think I can doze off. I’m not leaving until 11 so can get a few more hours sleep. Enjoy your evening.
Kidneys biopsy it basically using a local anaesthetic, an ultra sound, locate the kidney and stab you grab some tissue and it’s over. My first one felt exactly like I had bee stabbed. Not nice at all. Then you have lie still for 24 hrs before they you go home.
So touching but expressed so beautifully especially the first part with tea, captured me. Thank you Sir, love, nia
Thank you Nia, I am happy you were able to connect. Please call again.
Her loss…
well yes RoSy but she got the house???? My character got a cold wet bum.
So not cool.
That’s what I reckon too. (She’s now got three houses, but I’m the one who is free)
the price for freedom is not very much when you sit back and analyse what price was paid. I don’t think that makes sense, I make no sense right now – sorry Michael.
Good point Jenny……freedom is priceless but I paid materially for it, still I am in front.
thank you – I’m not sure it came across how it was intended. Yes ~ you are way in front my friend.
thank you and lovin’ it.