Knots of Love Untied
trying
to tie knots no easy task organizing
memories into bundles
memories of father
& mother husband child friends memories of home
life before life
after you were a part of it all
memories of
you still hard to believe all could be untied
in an
instant ashes scattered to the wind in four directions
your words of
anger trembling i record all your
words
in memory my
throat tight i
stand speechless
you make
accusations there is no logic no
yesterday
no tomorrow the
shoes you wear are not crystal slippers
i do not know
you fumbling i let go
the knot that
held you release you from my heart
January 15, 2015
2 comments:
This is a deep passage you are making, my friend. I know the feeling - the sorting of bundles, before and after, the look at shared history changed now with the other's incorrect perception. Oh, I know. The release will allow our hearts to carry on.
perfect.
:)
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