Memories

Posted on August 22, 2016 by Suzanne

It’s been almost a year.

Seems more like a lifetime.

There was no funeral.

No tears, or laughter.

Only silence.

And a small, but steady, hurrah.

Copyright Suzanne Norton 2016

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About Suzanne

I write poetry and other stuff. Writing is a part of my soul. Other practices that feed me .... yoga, Tai Chi, Qigong, meditation, hiking, cycling, dancing, Acroyoga, creating, hugs, cuddling.
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  1. Bun Karyudo's avatar Bun Karyudo says:
    August 22, 2016 at 11:56 pm

    I’m not sure what the event was that prompted this poem, (or even if there was an event because I remember you saying before that sometimes your poems are not strictly autobiographical), but I thought it well-written. The last line in particular surprised me a bit. That wasn’t the direction I thought the poem was going in..

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    • Suzanne's avatar Suzanne says:
      August 23, 2016 at 3:13 am

      Yay! I consider it a success then! Since it surprised you, and took an unexpected turn. And yes always good to er on the side of assuming someone’s writing is not autobiographical unless you know it is. Thanks for remembering that from before. Your memory is impressive. I know you have a very large circle of bloggers you keep in contact with. And I am honored to be one of the chosen ones. 🙂 Good day to you/ or night.

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