Bittersweet Symphony

Vision springs to mind,

How tea tastes bitter without sugar,

You search cupboard for the sweetness,

Finding nothing there.

~

We cannot escape from where,

We find ourselves in this moment,

Wanting for tea and scones,

Sitting alone at the table.

~

Symphony where notes played out of pitch,

I am not following your tempo,

You are not strumming the chords,

We hear the dissonance.

~

Missing each other’s daily beat,

Most days there is this yearning,

What happened to how you smile,

Hearing now bittersweet symphony.

 

(c) Amanda Wilson 2014

 

 

 

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