Poem : Chossy

The slope is chossy here
unreliable underfoot
as were your words
of friendship, gestures
of affection.
Weepy with springs, the hill
subsides to a wooded valley.
I stride ahead
leaving you behind.

Copyright © 2018 Kim Whysall-Hammond

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