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.
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.
nice!
Love this
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...
Absolutely beautiful
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.
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