I Hate Goodbyes

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Contributor: Judy Moskowitz

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When my brother left
I did not grieve
It set me free
To tap into my own
Natural resource

When my mother left
I was in conflict
Music released me
To the other side of the moon

When my father left
I felt homeless
A train wreck
Head on collision with fiction

When my sister left
I cried for both of us
She left her secrets in my care
I disposed of them
On the page

When he left
Heart torn
I bled for days
I bled for days
I hate goodbyes

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Judy Moskowitz a professional jazz musician has been published in Poetry Life And Times, Michael Lee Johnson's anthology, Indiana Voice Journal, Whispers Of The Wind


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