I heard you speak the word…married.
My mind froze. My heart stopped.
I couldn’t breathe as it entered my body
cutting out the space where you used to be.
Excised with no anesthetic.
Will it still be there tomorrow?
There is no tomorrow.
I didn’t die, but we did;
taking time away with no reprieve of the past,
leaving me disfigured, severed.
Like the last time.
Love no longer has your face or body
to invade my dreams.
Now your memory has a fence around it. An inner: No!
Irreparably, it cannot be otherwise; because it is.
It already is.
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.