Standing Still Poem by Kirsty D Simmons

Standing Still



In this February cold
where I stand in the light of the moon
my breathe is dancing on the wind

I can still feel your presence lingering here
dangling in front of me
in the dead of the night

I stand, two feet on the ground
waiting anxiously
left with flooding memories of you

Friday, November 18, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: love
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Kim Barney 18 November 2016

A fascinating poem about missing someone who is gone. I especially liked these lines: my breath is dancing on the wind I can still feel your presence lingering here dangling in front of me in the dead of the night

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