Without
The sun descended and his heart grew cold.
There were no sympathy cards to unfold.
Vacancy held a former lover's face.
A funeral's closure never took place.
Rapidly released from my hopeless clutch
were his voice of promise and tender touch.
No longer would his mighty hand hold mine.
Never would we create a new bloodline.
His body was cast into the unknown,
severed from my sight, while inside I'd groan.
Shunned by his family, I would lament,
losing his friends also without intent.
Contemptuous slurs and degradations
replaced needs for hugs and consolations.
Like dust to a thief, does grief not matter...
without cremated remains to scatter?
4-16-2021
Rhyming Couplets Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Janice Canerdy
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