Melancholy Moments Mist Lightly on My Mind View Larger Image Melancholy Melancholy encased my heart a quick cold dart of pain yet bliss feeling amiss. The words I never chanced to say on any day slipped by in time silent, sublime. Chances given but taken back leaving a track of broken dreams or so it seems. . . . We all write poems; it is simply that poets are the ones who write in words. —John Fowles . . . And always— Be kind. Be brave. Be you. You can find me on Instagram, Bluesky, Facebook, and LinkedIn Photo: Red Bud Dreams © Kathryn LeRoy Poem Form: Minute Poem Kathryn LeRoy2023-11-19T21:20:12-06:00 Share This Story, Choose Your Platform! FacebookXLinkedInPinterestEmail Leave A Comment Cancel replyComment Save my name, email, and website in this browser for the next time I comment.