Random quantum sugar
Sweet on my tongue
Fleetingly I savour your love
When it comes
Unexpectedly, like a suddenly remembered dream
You never knew you once dreamed
… when?
Random how it leaps
Madness joy how it keeps
My lonely heart, how it weeps
Tonight
Unhappy to have grown used to your
Absence.
– Che Chidi Chukwumerije.
Che Chidi Chukwumerije 
Clever. I like!
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Thank you, Jess.
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That touches my heart. I was searching for “Laugh” in my Reader and while this is not a laughing matter, I love your style, and visited your About page, and now I am bookmarking your blog for future reads. 🙂 Keep up the dailies – there’s something special about daily creativity. I’m doing daily artwork and it is taking over my life in a most amazing way.
“Growing used to absence” is the saddest thing. Today I was reminded when walking beside a pram with someone elses’ small child in it, of the sweetness…
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Dear WIlderSoul,
thank you very much. I appreciate your stopping by, your comment and your support. Yes, I am creative daily – although I must admit I don’t post the result of my daily creativity immediately, I let them ‘rest’ first while I post the ones I’m already ‘finished’ with.
I will follow you too… 🙂
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I like the thought of ‘resting’ them first. I tend to throw mine into the fray without delay! Welcome to my world! 🙂
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🙂 To each (wo)man her/is own.
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🙂
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They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, but not in the case of missing someone you no longer have to hold.
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Beautiful poetry.
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She may come back, you never know …… 😀
Beautiful as usual, your writing makes me think.
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Thank you for your words and feedback, always…
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This is true heartache.
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You know…
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Beautiful. 🙂
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Thank you.
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