In that moment
I felt that
there is a piece
a piece of me
which I’ve missed
which cannot be found.
By me
by you
by anybody.
A piece that was lost
many years ago
amid desert’s sands
of our relationship.
© W. Donovan
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Weronika Donovan is an amateur writer and photographer. She's an artistic soul. She was born in Poland, where she was brought up and educated. Her adventure with writing began in her late teens, but she started blogging only ten years later. Her poetry has grown since that time. She started to use words more consciously. She defined the journey of her life, portraying it in four volumes of poetry. First of them called 'Ghosts' was self-published in 2019.
Weronika is a loner. She likes wandering to interesting places, always choosing her own path.
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So beautifully moving and touching. Elegant.
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Thank you, Lucy.
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Can it ever be found?
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I’m afraid, I don’t know the answer…
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I think we at least have to hope
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once
was
is no more
never
ever
always
sever
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Powerful and beautifully written!
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Thanks!
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Beautifully evoked
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Artful expression
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Thanks!
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These words bring images of fragmented and missing pieces in one’s life. As life journeys ahead, others come along to fill in the gaps left by these absent pieces.
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But can they really? What if the gaps cannot be filled?
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I loved it. Absolutely did.
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Thank you!
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Very strong words. Love the singularity. I wonder though, will the piece be found?
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Maybe one day self-acceptance will heal this wounded soul…
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I hope it does. Apart, wonderful poetry. Just a deep soulful experience.
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My pleasure ❤
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Nice.
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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Reblogged this on I Write Her and commented:
How many of us have gone through this feeling of lost connections? Too many, I fear. When I first read this piece, it reminded me of a favorite song of mine – Lost on You by LP. It’s the same message – loss of a connection. Weronika echoed that song but compressed the sentiments into this exquisite short piece. Bravo!
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