she used to lay in the grass

it had been so long
since he began the hunt
his field of enemies
lay empty – emptied by his own hand
the satisfaction still eluded him

a whiff of summer fields
from over the hill
away from the silent battlefield
reminded him of her hair
the way she used to lay in the grass
her hair spread out
she loved how it moved with the grass
gentle waves of breeze

he hadn’t thought of her
or his life before
and suddenly he felt
old, wasted… used up

he wondered if he had ever been worthy
of that young woman’s love

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About Kary

I write many things, prose, poems, prose, flash fiction, and novels. I've always loved the free form poem, and practice it most often. Feedback welcome. View all posts by Kary

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