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Always Only

written by: Ann Christine Tabaka



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,
at no time,
as we struggle to get by.

Ann Christine Tabaka

Ann Christine Tabaka

SEPTEMBER 2018 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords.com
Ann Christine Tabaka was nominated for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry, has been internationally published, and won poetry awards from numerous publications. She is the author of 9 poetry books. Christine lives in Delaware, USA. She loves gardening and cooking. Chris lives with her husband and two cats. Her most recent credits are: Burningword Literary Journal; The Write Connection; Ethos Literary Journal, North of Oxford, Pomona Valley Review, Page & Spine, West Texas Literary Review, The Hungry Chimera, Sheila-Na-Gig, Pangolin Review, Foliate Oak Review, Better Than Starbucks!, The Write Launch, The Stray Branch, The McKinley Review, Fourth & Sycamore.
(a complete list of publications is available upon request)
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