There’s less of me now I dissipate daily One emotion at a time Falling from grace Like a rock from a cliff Shards of me crumbling Just crumbling away Less than a person Worse than a ghost Grey eyes dispersing a gloom That permeates this soul
Freedom deserts me I’m no longer myself Walking the high wire In concrete boots Awaiting the plummet Whilst watching birds fly So far and so free Wondering if angels do too I’m less than I was There’s less of me now With never enough to save
Richard M. Ankers is the English author of The Eternals Series and Britannia Unleashed all published by Next Chapter. Richard feels privileged to have had stories and poetry published all over the world. He lives to write.
A prolific writer, a constant source of clearing his mind, Richard has created this website to share just some of the many poems and prose he has written that would otherwise have fallen by the wayside.
Reading and writing have always been Richard's main love along with the pursuit of keeping fit, running, walking, and anything that provides a spectacular view.
Running in the rain with his headphones on whilst dreaming up some future storyline is just about perfect. It would be nicer still if that run was in Switzerland or Norway, but we can't have everything.
Oh, and coffee, lots and lots of coffee.
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2 thoughts on “LESS”
Love this. “There is less of me now” ❤
Thank you, Penny. 🙂