discarded pieces
from days long past
crumpled memories
wallowing in
the absence of sunlight
a welcome respite
for spaces ,places and times
that dredge up
bittersweet ache
on the blinding blade
of a shovel
let them lie in peace
just a bit longer
and perhaps
the next excavation
will find me stronger.
Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 1:53 PM UTC
discarded pieces
from days long past
crumpled memories
wallowing in
the absence of sunlight
a welcome respite
for spaces ,places and times
that dredge up
bittersweet ache
on the blinding blade
of a shovel
let them lie in peace
just a bit longer
and perhaps
the next excavation
will find me stronger.
Those things you have to sort out as time goes by because you could not let them go, even just digging through lightly brings back both welcome and unwelcome reminders of those tangle of moments & memories we call our lives..
