Tears, Finally

In isolation since March 11, 2020. Ten weeks of being in the house with a crushing feeling of nothingness and helplessness and anger and fear. The overwhelming sorrow at taking those feelings out on the ones that I love. An inability to say, “I am sorry”. As if a giant wall, miles high and thick, […]

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..day 77..

Originally posted on sonja benskin mesher:
..day 77.. or should i say 11 weeks and i wonder what happens next so the horses were in the long grass this morning while the farmers still go to market i ordered the oil sadly as the can has changed and i did not recognise it yet have…

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No regrets

I would tellwhat percolates within me,but it’s not grand enoughfor a pauper’s poem.The thing that rises from the breast,reddening the earsand brewing these tears.But I stay shut,and quit of speech.Held in the sway of regret,but warmed by your aureole.It is enough.

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