Exploring Resilience via Lifes Burning Issues
Poems by Mick Morris
Seeking solace.
Denied,
by the noise
in, but not of,
my head.
Resonance…
from remnants
of a life,
short, lived and…
Lost.
Revisiting the river
of my grief
as time flows by
never-ending ripples…
of Loss.
Immersed,
I stare
at your sentinel tree.
Knowing,
YOU are sentinel for me.
A Melbourne night,
Revisited,
Light, shadow…
reflection, refraction..
blue flash,
gold
or the illusion thereof.
Headphones in,
life’s soundtrack
playing in my ears…
sitting in solitude..
pondering the twists
and turns
of existence.
What was,
what is,
what could be.
And then….
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