To be is not alone enough

To be is not alone enough ...a rush of self pity, with only an occasional chink for the blue skies and bright stars to break through...a rush of past memories to remember the peak experiences with a slight of misinterpretation and misrepresentation. Twenty poems that have the poet on the see-saw of love and loss, of loss and love. From the void of old gravestones to the sip of bitter along the Golden mile, from old to young to old, and back again.

© Christopher Sanderson 2020