The Afters

notice how the
verdant blanket
look greener
after a stormy night,

notice how the
sun’s glorious rays
shine extra brighter
after a pitch black night,

notice how your
fragile, fearful heart
beats braver
after losing a fight.

for in failing,
in losing,
we grow.

©2017 Rosemawrites@A Reading Writer. All Rights Reserved.
Photo via Unsplash

In response to Quadrille #34 by whimsygizmo.
Today, I want you to poem us up a perfect STORM.



56 thoughts on “The Afters”

  1. There is richness to be gained from our loses, as this poem so eloquently depicts. Also I read your book “Between My Bleeding Lines.” The poems really are so powerful, raw and real…a living testament that there really is beauty in loss. Congrats!

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    1. oh wow. you have it? wow. thank you! ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ i am so so so touched that you bought it. may i ask for a photo of it from you. ❤ ❤ ❤ it means a lot to me dear. thank you!


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