Open Poetry #33 |
I didn't die |
Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
I didn’t die from heartache as I thought I one day would I simply lost control of that thing inside called “soul” not home receiving as the norm but exploring time and space and finding there a hand to hold forever and a day. Now back like a truant child and with nothing else to do we found the note, cleaned the slate, and recalled the way it was till eventide bespoke the truth and the trash can overfilled. Such is the way when love looses hand-holds and papier mache figurines collapse under the weight of layers and more layers of glue that will not stick. Surrounded, we’re surrounded, soul and I as one, with memories of the fall, the longest fall of all, the desperate spin internally to get to where you are, and the thrill, oh, the thrill of joining in it all. Not yet is soul’s fate sealed but I have somewhere a hammer today I bought the nails and ready and prepared is more than yesterday! |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
I don't think anyone could articulate it better then this and this... Surrounded, we’re surrounded, soul and I as one, with memories of the fall, the longest fall of all, the desperate spin internally to get to where you are, and the thrill, oh, the thrill of joining in it all. How literally free of expectation..to submit, to marvel and bath in these falls are a genuine tresure trove! Gloious writing! |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Thanks, LeeJ, for your kind comment. Sometimes "falls" aren't what we think they are but either way we still drop. |
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