Lost moments

Often reminded

that you’ve told me

before and once again

Where was I?

In Oblivion’s world

or concealed wilderness?

Did the world matter

so much more?

Was I not keeping score?

Surely it’s too late.

The dust has settled.

Train’s moved on.

The future is begging for change!

Day 9-Poet’s Billow challenge: Clothed and Lonely

Today’s challenge asks that we write a poem which has a title that includes a physical adjective,conjunction and mental or emotional adjective. An added challenge was to have assonance in the two key words of the title. So here we go and enjoy:

A modern condition

an epidemic plague

despite all their clothes

in love they are naked

Platinum rings

warm fur coats

layered smiles

still leave them cold

The warm body

next to you

is somewhere else-

promise broken,

Unto virtual worlds do we part!