Absent

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The sad yellow kitchen towel

knows that you will not be returning.

It sags with grief, folded into itself.

No longer your footsteps

squeak across the floor

to make the house speak.

I sit in your chair to be with you.

© Alicia Grimshaw 2019


napo2019button1 (1).pngThe National Poetry Writing challenge for today is to write your own sad poem, but one that achieves sadness through simplicity. Click the icon to find out more and connect with others who are participating. Enjoy!
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