She made sense of your past
She lifted the weight of the present
in an instant
When she came,
light dawned

A ladder for lost birds
tossed in the winds,
or splayed on the grill -
their smothered cooing
their withering wings
their dismembered craws

A ladder
that steals light from a tear
for a candle embracing its loneliness

The sad afternoon settles near her
close to hand
She toys with scents and meanings
A train travels down the tunnel of a lifetime
and the streets of your childhood fade into the distance

Something tossed on a chair
makes you linger -  
the scent of her tea
her fruitful laughter

Another woman crosses your absence
and the rest pass by
As you strain to listen
it goes right through you -
a solitary nail
hammered in a wall


1 aya

soo nice


2 fadumo

what a lovely poem!!! hopefully someone can help me with the true understanding of this great poem:D


3 Yellem

Thank you as always   It relaly is a bitch at times!  But I’m trying. I work daily on being hopeful, and having faith. It fluctuates and I have to remind myself not to be moved by my emotions or feelings. Those change constantly, God does not.

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