Three conspicuous places
missing around the table
empty and absent
My heart missing
stopped pumping blood
asleep as the toys on the shelf
The day comes and goes
quiet and empty
soundless as the made-up beds
© 2019 Jason A. Muckley
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Poems for Warriors 
Beautiful and heartfelt Jason. 😢
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Thanks
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Thank you 😁
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😊
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I’m sorry. I hope it’s a temporary situation.
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Thanks Syd
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Well-crafted! The missing pieces encourage us to fill in the missing parts, or to find time to spend moments with some of them.
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Thanks
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Another perfect poem, Jason. That final verse is very powerful. I would really like to read a poetry book written by you. Are you on Kindle?
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Thank you Jenny! I did write a rudimentary poetry chapbook last year called, “Poems for Warriors” that is available as an eBook on Amazon Kindle… I’d love for you to read and review it 😉
https://amzn.to/2qcFTFY
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Over my Christmas break from work, I will definitely like to read it and review it.
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Thank you so much… it was the first thing I’ve published and I’ve grown a lot in the past year so… 🙂
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I am working on a book about nature and the changing seasons too… my self-imposed deadline to finish arranging and editing was yesterday. I am close 🙂
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Reminds me of the first time without my children post separation. Heart wrenching.
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A touching ending, “quiet and empty
soundless as the made-up beds”
well done.
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Thanks Ali
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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