15th January 2019

clouds
feathered like fjords
against the cold blue

© Rachel Green 2018

old partner
prompts no regret;
only sorrow at their broken life
husband gone,
child dead
grandchild dead
parents dead
and they still rail against the world
wishing they had more
and regretting,
bemoaning,
that I didn't die when they left.

© Rachel Green 2018