Yes, he’s gone–light-years away by now.
You were snuffed out,
threatened with extinction,
extinguished like a candle flame
and disappeared under the black robe of unbearable night.
Wasn’t it me who said loving him was never having loved before?
Wasn’t it he who professed it was impossible to love me more?
There are no stars to get my bearings.
I am lost.
The minutes turn into hours
and every hour becomes another day that he stays away.
My arms cannot grasp the vacuum.
O moon, Help me!
Light the way that I may see.
AFTER THE FALL
Your imposing power
has assailed my consciousness;
each thought complying,
hovering over the isolated abyss
that blisters on my memory,
with a shapeless “why?”
Coming soon – The upcoming release of Ronaye’s book by British publisher in London, England; to be available on Amazon.
…with a broken wing
the Human Spirit
poems by Ronaye Hudyma
Whether contemporary, classic, or peppered with Elizabethan eloquence, this profound ensemble of 130 poems is not stationary. They move as if conducted with a maestro’s baton –fluid between the euphoria of life and love, the drama, the anguish of death and loss, with every nuance of human emotion spilling upon the pages.
They are poignant words written with the transparency of youth, gathering maturity and experience, evolving to wisdom, into the spiritual realm.
This is not just poetry. There are a million stories in each poem. Once for each of us. From the teenager discovering their individuality, the young adult challenged by relationships and the world around them, to the Elder denizens of Earth, who cherish their memories as veterans of life, this is a book to be read and reread, a keepsake to console, embrace and affirm your recognition of the truth within yourself that is already there.