No Turning Back
Parting rivers.
Parting ways.
The truth laid
bare
at my feet
Deep dark secrets
hide
within converging
storms.
A cadence of
emotions
marching by.
My words are not
your words.
We speak in
different tongues.
It is as if you
know the answer
before the
question is posed.
You know me so
well
yet not at all.
Fragments of life
falling into
oblivion.
Forlorn and
forgotten,
forsaken and lost.
Death closes the
door
that love once
opened.
Parting ways,
there is no
turning back.
Time does not
allow
such luxuries as
that.
Ann Christine Tabaka
Ann Christine Tabaka
has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize in Poetry, has been internationally
published, and won poetry awards from publications. She lives in Delaware,
USA. She loves gardening and cooking. Chris lives with her husband
and two cats. Her most recent credits are: Ariel Chart, Page & Spine, West
Texas Literary Review, Oddball Magazine, The Paragon Journal, The Literary
Hatchet, The Stray Branch, Trigger Fish Critical Review, Foliate Oak Review,
Better Than Starbucks!, Anapest Journal, Mused, Apricity Magazine, The Write
Launch, The Stray Branch, Scryptic Magazine, Ann Arbor Review, The McKinley
Review.
*(a complete list of
publications is available upon request)
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