Tag: loss

• What Deserves Fidelity

  

  Virtue begins where the carved word gives way to weight.

  Rob Wyatt

  July 28, 2026

  Held Ground, Prose, Unshielded

  embodied, endurance, honesty, loss, poetic prose, virtue

• The Future of Past Lives

  

  Some things end before they are finished. A collaboration with EC (@erroneouschoices)

  Rob Wyatt

  June 7, 2026

  Collaborations, Prose

  connection, EC, intimacy, longing, loss, love, missing, poetic prose, regret, silence

• Memorial Day

  

  Part of me never came home. Part of me never left.

  Rob Wyatt

  May 25, 2026

  Prose, Unshielded

  army, cost, endurance, honesty, journey, loss, memory, patriotism, poetic prose, regret, sacrifice, service, war

• The Hunger

  

  The body learns absence more slowly than the mind. A Collaboration with EC (@erroneouschoices)

  Rob Wyatt

  May 24, 2026

  Collaborations

  choice, connection, desire, EC, grief, heat, intimacy, loneliness, loss, love, poetic prose, poetry, want

• Before I Remember

  

  There are mornings the body wakes before reality does

  Rob Wyatt

  May 18, 2026

  Poems, Unshielded

  connection, grief, intimacy, life, longing, loss, love, poetry, quiet, regret, silence, want

• Kitchen Vigil

  

  I won’t poison what was holy

  Rob Wyatt

  February 4, 2026

  Held Ground, Prose

  connection, endurance, grief, loss, love, poetic prose, poetry

• Killing Time

  

  The years don’t announce themselves; they slip past under cover.

  Rob Wyatt

  January 13, 2026

  Held Ground, Prose

  bourbon, connection, endurance, loss, poetic prose, poetry, regret, silence

• Hungry

  

  A Collaboration with EC (@erroneouschoices) – What isn’t held eventually becomes hunger

  Rob Wyatt

  December 31, 2025

  Collaborations, Poems

  connection, EC, honesty, intimacy, loss, love, poetry, regret

• Cadence

  

  What stays keeps time.

  Rob Wyatt

  December 28, 2025

  Held Ground, Prose

  endurance, grace, growth, honesty, journey, loss, poetic prose, poetry

• Not for War

  

  War was never meant for grace.

  Rob Wyatt

  December 17, 2025

  Held Ground, Poems

  connection, endurance, grace, intimacy, loss, love, poetic prose, poetry, silence