Gone

No click-clack of heels –
a fading echo marking retreat

no lingering exhaust fumes,
or squeal of escaping tires

no white trails marking
passage of airplane wings

just a sudden absence
of words, a lapsed date

lets you know I am gone

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VJ

Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.

8 thoughts on “Gone”

  2. Oops hit enter too early lol. I wanted to add that I like the quiet, dignified, drama-free approach. Not flouncing off with a “harrumph” or a big show, just dropping off their radar. Very nice and simple; I don’t just like it, I love it! 💜

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