The lonely woman

(Ponte Vedra Beach , FL. December 2020. Photo credit: Ana Toma)

The portrait of her children, grandchildren, and herself

Hangs on the grey walls painted by her ex-husband,

Twenty-plus years ago. She breaths in and out.

It’s her time to let go of memories on this lovely spring morning,

Like she let go of all newspapers and unpublished poems,

wrapped-up and packed in taped big brown boxes,

Sitting quietly in the basement’s home workshop.

Waiting for the good Karma to give her the missing part of the moon

That the last day of March, year unknown, took it away from her.

Since that last conversation with the man that she loved,

The lonely woman thought that the Moon had two faces,

One for the man’s fulfilled wishes who left her peacefully in pain

and another one for all the empty souls who wished upon the moon.

The rainy spring days and the hot summer evenings,

The early bird songs of the April fools’ years,

The winter’s warm moments when walking on sunshine,

Like the missing September of each autumn passed,

all her memories vanished in sand and saltwater

In deep and angry oceans and sparkly blue seas…

©️Ana Toma

April 1, 2021

Published by Ana Toma

“I’m a little bit of everything” ©️The unknown woman

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