Open Poetry #37 |
How long? |
Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
I’m trusting you to know how deep is the sea how wide is the river and how high is the sky because only I can know how deep the misery, how wide the agony and how high the suffering on my winding road from shock to acceptance. I trusting you to count the stars in the sky and multiply tenfold as a measure of my tears and the wind, catch the wind, the breezes and the gales to know how many sighs fill up my darkened nights but first and initially begin at the beginning to unravel all the threads of remembered love and set them alight in the grate of memory. Leave me, leave me, leave me clean and clear to shutter my windows facing into soul and twist the earth this way from the that of long ago to here forever ground a mind’s wayward flight … when you’ve finished counting all the many times I’ve yet to say, “I love you” before I simply die. How long is the road from shock to acceptance? Helen / 7 April 2006 |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
Helen, this one got me thinking for sure I loved how you ended it |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
"How long is the road from shock to acceptance?" I'm afraid it's a never-ending story in this lifetime. Truth never fades or dies. What was, is, what is, is, and what will be will be. That leaves to beg the question: “Are the insane the only sane ones in the house?” JL |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Dixie - thank you so much for reading ... and for thinking! JL - Yes, some things we know but are inclined to forget. I perhaps would go with a "yes" to your question because I think the "insane" have been incorrectly labelled. They perhaps are the wise who just cannot cope with the lie of this life. |
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