Image Credit; Felipe Labate @ Unsplash
No Love Here
Like barren lands
Under a darkened sky
Nothing moves
Nothing flies
The dried out leaves
And brittle wood
Land deserted
Shaded hood
Leaves me empty
Life’s unkind
Just all alone now
No love to find
©2025 CBialczak
Stine Writing 
Lovely cadence in these lines, Christine!
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Thank you
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You’re welcome!
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That was so sad, Christine! It completely fits the image. Great poem!
Yvette M Calleiro 🙂
http://yvettemcalleiro.blogspot.com
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A perfectly poignant reflection of the image, well done.
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Christine this is a very evocative poem! You wouldn’t need the picture – your words painted the landscape perfectly!
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Wow, thank you
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A very poignant poem Christine. Thanks for joining in.
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So solemn. Perfect reflection of the photo.
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That was exactly the feeling!
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