There are absolutes.
Not just in physics, dogma.
Untrue is stronger than not true.
It seems the cat didn’t come back.
All boats do not rise.
Dreams trump wishes.
The light of a late November day prompts a very particular longing.
I always wish I had said something wiser.
I will never stop missing the mere sound of your voice.
Evermore
- Topics: depression, heartbreak, longing, loss, love, melancholy, mental health, poetry, poetry reading, slices of life, social, women, youth
- No Comments
Tricia McCallum
Share Story
Share on facebook
Share on twitter
Share on linkedin
Share on pinterest
Share on print
Share on email
Writer and Poet
Tricia McCallum
Always be a poet. Even in prose.
— Charles Baudelaire.
In essence I am a storyteller who writes poems. Put simply, I write the poems I want to read.[…]
Amazon Profile
Recent Tweets
New Book
Books on Goodreads
Nothing Gold Can Stay: A Mother
and Father Remembered.
reviews: 2
ratings: 4 (avg rating 5.00)
Recent Posts
No comment yet, add your voice below!