Poem That Comes Before Sleep

I have lost you

pretending   discretion

more a word

than choice

say it isn’t    true

we know our path

biographies written

in hands we held

took you away

easy as sleep   turned

dream you were gone

as children wake screaming

from nightmares   in sleep

you were quiet

against dreams of going

as though my choice

night comes

I say   too soon

too soon

have I lost

other hands

to this

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Author: synchronicityoftheheart

I am a writer, photographer, swim coach, special education teacher, herbalist and holistic care practitioner. I have been taking photos of the colonial era cemetery in San Juan, PR since I was a teenager. It is located below El Castillo San Felipe del Morro, the Spanish fortress that guards San Juan Bay. I have multiple degrees from Utica College, Syracuse University, Old Dominion University and Washington Institute of Natural Medicine. I was lucky to study photography at the Munson Williams Proctor Art Institute in Utica, NY and study writing at the Women's Writers Center in Cazenovia, NY.

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