And The World Carries On
© Amy O Connor More By Amy O Connor
Published: August 27, 2020
The plates will still shift
and the clouds will still spew.
The sun will slowly rise
and the moon will follow too.
Life’s beauty will continue
to flourish all around,
but now you are gone,
these birds have no sound.
And my heart does not beat.
It is still inside my chest.
My tears keep on falling
and my head will not rest.
But I have no choice only
to move through this life.
Endlessly attempting
to fill this longing that is rife.
ABOUT THE POET:
Amy O Connor was born in Tipperary, Ireland. She spent much of her early twenties travelling the world to experience different cultures and has lived in both Barcelona, Spain and Toronto, Canada. Amy always had an innate passion for the pen and in 2019, she published her debut anthology, A Beautiful Complexity. She studied journalism at the University of Limerick and now works in communications and resides in Cork, Ireland.
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Jo-AnneRamplings 
Dearest Jo-Anne,
That is a meaningful poem.
Could have written one during the last 24 hours about the never-ending lightening and heavy thunder and finally heavy rain too. But the lightening kept going on for several hours. We lost our power for several hours as well and the Internet for over 12 hours… Not fun as you’re amputated from the world without Internet!
Hugs,
Mariette
Hi Mariette, I am pleases you liked the poem, oh yeah how we need the internet
There is no way to do without…