It confounds me how many times I’ve said goodbye in my life and still — I’d rather die every time I’m forced to step forward into its foreboding, skittery dance. This treacherous ordeal of saying farewell, this naked confession of emotional servitude
I love reading your poems, Roye. This one gave me the gift of reflection about all of my goodbye's. Thank you. I look forward to getting Nobody Reads Poetry.
Funny how at times we rush this aspect of our lives....great insight into something we may all take for granted...
Love this ❤️So true and meaningful
I absolutely love this poem. I have said many different goodbyes this year and couldn't articulate all the jumbled emotions I have been feeling... then I read your poem, and suddenly your words brought clarity and calm to my chaotic thoughts. Thank you. Your poem helped me in ways you may never comprehend.