Loss

haven’t contained

i have only lost

haven’t obtained

i have only lost

haven’t gained

i have only lost

haven’t won

I have only lost

haven’t utilized

I have only lost

My sense of loss is great

greater than mankind

womankind

humankind

or for that kind,

womyn kind

Greater than a sense

beyond a thought

drawn pathways

passage doors

overlooking streets

 from Milstein to Babies

Loss,

it’s what I have,

Lack,

it’s what I cherish

Loss,

it’s what I have earned

and learned, but,

certainly, I have not

yearned

Loss, my beauty,

is in my eyes

a reflection of you

but you are not there

but gone

as a wish

blown in the wind...

© 2003 David Greg Harth

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