The Memory Keeper

what do you see 17 by chris hall lunasonline

A smile creeps around the corners of your face,

a faraway gaze mists your eyes,

remembering the hugs and tears

you shared

with each of the little ones.

 

They’ve long grown up

and fled the nest

But you hold on to those memories

Just in case

they need them again.


Written in response to SadjeWhat Do You See #17 photo prompt.
Image credit: Lisa Fotios – Pixabay

Gone

what do you see 16 by chris hall lunasonline

My love, how did I come to lose you?

You, the one to whom
I cleaved my heart, my soul

for all time.

Just a trace of you remains:
a hint of your scent in the clothes
you
left behind.

Come back my love, so I can hold you again.


Written in response to SadjeWhat Do You See #16 photo prompt.
Photo credit: ‘Reflections’ by Yunus Emre Uzun

The Pull of the Ocean

the pull of the ocean by chris hall lunasonline
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The sun begins its descent, radiating its last rays, before

slipping behind the mountain.

The ebb and flow of the tide, which waits for no man,

or woman.

Like time, running out.

Running freely, like the grains of sand.

 

I walk out.

Walk.

Until the sea 

and I

become

one.

 

 

 

I miss you

Where you ever there by Chris Hall lunasonline

You were there when I arrived
You nodded in my direction
And I felt the warmth of your smile.

Your wit lit up the room
Your laughter sparkled
Your stories enlivened, inspired
Touched a heart; a nerve.

And then you left.

And it was as if
You’d never been there.