Always Only
written by: Ann Christine Tabaka
@TabakaChris
It was
always only me,
always only you,
never anyone else.
Life set.
Schedules met.
There was no room,
no time.
Destiny had spoken,
counting out her
harsh demands.
I cannot say
what I cannot see,
and I cannot do
what I cannot believe.
There was a time
when things were different,
where things were not the same.
There was a life
that was worth living,
before life became too full.
Commitments taken over
by a convergence of lifestyle.
Now it is no one,
nowhere,
at no time,
as we struggle to get by.
SEPTEMBER 2018 / MAY 2021 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Ann Christine Tabaka was nominated for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry. She is the winner of Spillwords Press 2020 Publication of the Year, her bio is featured in the “Who’s Who of Emerging Writers 2020 and 2021,” published by Sweetycat Press. She is the author of 14 poetry books, and 1 short story book. She lives in Delaware, USA. She loves gardening and cooking.Chris lives with her husband and four cats. Her most recent credits are: Eclipse Lit, Carolina Muse, Sparks of Calliope; The Closed Eye Open, North Dakota Quarterly, Tangled Locks Journal, Wild Roof Journal, The American Writers Review, Burningword Literary Journal, Muddy River Poetry Review, The Silver Blade, Pomona Valley Review, West Texas Literary Review, The Hungry Chimera, Sheila-Na-Gig, Fourth & Sycamore.
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