No News Of You. Poem by Carl Roussell
No News Of You.
I read the paper, hope for news of you.
Check the classifieds and comics with care
to find not one word, one mention, of you.
Now the obits come last, but you're not there.
Without a care I run my hand across
the page where, with words, silence rules supreme.
With no news of you I sleep and I dream.
(C) 2019
A touching poem, trying to reconnect with someone who left footprints on your heart. So nicely written.
Thanks for the comment, and yes there are times you cannot forget!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/25/2024 11:09:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Sometimes thinking dream rather than nightmare can keep us from despair. You know what the old saying goes..........no news is good news There must have been a reason for that saying.
I like your comment; it gives a different angle of viewing the poem - I hear a new poem coming together. Thanks!