I’ve settled on darkness. Where some cluster of lonely iris might climb through my tear ducts for solace, i empty space and time.
She is on her way, like last years’ frost bite she brings her shards of cold. One year, I begged her not to go but some things are not always.
Oh, she is constant. In her gray dress of mist and seasonal affection, she blends in with reality but time doesn’t stop for anything.
Once her smoke blows over capped mountain tops, I turn away from him, wrinkled from exhaustion. This effort, this tremendous light encompassing mine – I am minimal.
Nothing.
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Thank you for sharing your gifts! Your writing today touched my heart. I have severe recurring depression. ” I am minimal” is certainly a line I can relate to! I really like this writing because you give the ready plenty of room for interpretation!
Thank you rick! It’s always so nice to hear that others can relate. That’s what I love about poetry, we can relate and interpret in so many different ways. Thank you so much for stopping by and leaving a comment.
Looking forward to your writing in the new year which I pray will be filled with wonderful blessings and revelations! Every now and then, I will post a poem on my blog….poetry is a wonderful experience! One which I never appreciated until the past year or two!
This is beautiful. I’d like to find confidence to share poetry at some point and seeing you post great stuff gives me a boost! As well as enjoying the writing.