Returning to the steps where first they met,
he sits awhile, alone, bereft.
Crimson petals like blood red tears
scatter on cold, hard stone.
His heart bleeds for her, his loss,
a future that will never be.
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Image credit: Yana Hurskaya @ Unsplash
The image shows an earthenware jug filled with red tulips. The jug is sitting on old stone steps.
Written in response to Sadje‘s What Do You See #127 photo prompt
luna's on line 
Ah… what once was… good memories, though! Thanks, Chris.
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Yes, at least he has that, Tom.
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poignant; one can only wonder the story behind this; in the current crisis I associate it with war in the Ukraine —
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Thanks, John. My thoughts turned to those who have lost loved ones so suddenly in Ukraine.🌻
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agreed —
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Aw, this is so sad Chris…the future is surely lost…🥺
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It certainly feels that way to him now.🌻
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This is a heartbreaking story Chris!
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Thanks, Radhika. So many people have lost loves ones… through both war and disease.
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Funny how one small thing can evoke so many memories and emotions. Well captured, Chris.
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Thanks very much, Chris!
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Gorgeous, at least he has his memories
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Yes, at least he has those to cling onto.🌻
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Full of emotions. 💚
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Such a heartbreaking poem Chris. Beautiful and poignant. Thanks for joining in my friend
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Thanks, Sadje! Always a pleasure🌷
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You’re welcome my friend
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🤗🤗🤗
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Gloomy, touching, though! It tells from a heavy heart. 💖
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Thanks, Aladin! That’s the way the words tumbled out.
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Heartbreaking. Beautifully written, Chris.
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Thanks very much, Maria.🌷
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[…] No future — luna’s on line […]
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The future is always so unreal.
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Nothing seems predictable now.
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This is beautifully written and relatable, Chris. Thanks for sharing it.
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Thanks very much, Michael.
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Such a heartbreaking peom 💔 .
Beautiful write. 👏👏
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Such a sad little scene . . .
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That’s the way the words spilled from that pretty vase this morning!
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🙂
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Heartbreakingly beautiful, Chris!
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so sad
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Such is life sometimes.
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the ebb and flow
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Haunting and heart-wrenching verses, Chris! ❤ Powerfully relatable.
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Thanks very much, Tom!
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scarlet adultress whore
idolised to a madonna
no more
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You put quite a different spin on my words. I rather like it!
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that s the fun here. and they were good words. drew me in and kept my interest. not ez to do.
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Chris, this is beautiful! Absolutely beautiful! ❤
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Thanks very much, Carol.🤗🌷
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WOW Wow wow, Chris!!
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Aw, thanks, Zelda!
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My pleasure 🙂
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wonderful Chris
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Thanks, Di 🙂
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How tragic. Beautiful write, Chris.
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Thanks very much, Jeff. 🙂
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Very beautiful words, Chris.
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Thanks, Robbie… and thanks for sharing. 🙂
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Aah, so sad, Chris. That’s the worse part of grief, I think. What will never be. Beautiful poem.
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It is, Diana. I remember my mum saying this after dad passed away.
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❤ ❤
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I love this
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Thank you!
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Flowers are appropriate in many situations…love, grief, illness, joyful occasions… Beautiful poem, Chris!
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That’s so true, isn’t it! Thanks, Cheryl 🙂
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Saaaaaaaaad😭
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So it is.🌷
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Have you checked my poetry book on Amazon yet, Chris?
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Aww I knew this was going to be a sad one by the photo and the title. 😢But as always, beautifully written! “Bereft” was a spelling word just yesterday for a student that I tutor at our Christian school. Such a powerful word!
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It’s a great word. So stark, conveying the image of a connection severed.
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Painful and romantic, well done.
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Thanks very much, Mason!
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You’re welcome.
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Splendid lines ❤🌹
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Thank you! 😊
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Beautiful. Painful.💖
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Aww, thanks Susan.😊🤗
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It’s an amazing thing.. when a person can take something so heartbreaking and make it beautiful.
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Thanks so much, Sheri!
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My pleasure! Thank you for sharing it!
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Words that capture emotions… Blended in a beautifully solemn manner!
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Thanks very much, Rahul!
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So sad and poignant. Beautifully written.
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Thanks, Matthew.😊
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[…] Chris Hall; No future […]
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Oh sweet, this is so poignant yet charming. Well-written indeed.
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Thanks very much, Lamittan. I appreciate your feedback.
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Feel most welcome, my friend. 💕
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Some futures must take an alternate path…
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True. We never know what’s around the next corner…
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🙂
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