Undisclosed mercurial tears falling into pools of images
where memories never seem to drown, no matter how high
sorrow’s fluids rise.
Like technicolor rainbows arcing across the skies, prisms
are collecting heartaches from this day forward.
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Gently I soothe integrated images with visions of yesterday.
Holding onto meanings, writing them legibly into books of thoughtful poetry.
Shiny balloons of reflection left over from a birthday party now over.
Laughter of little children no longer echoing throughout the room tonight.Happy sounds of birthday wishes being sung have all died down and now there’s only an empty room no longer holding onto shiny balloons of reflection.
Corroding emotions creeping their way across a friend’s heart, giving her heavy emotional turmoil, not letting her grow up.
Never bothering to talk it out, throwing away the other person like yesterday’s trash.Hurting them way deeper and more intensely than she herself has been hurt in life.Feelings of hers have been twanged, yet she’s hurt another to the core of their being and ripped their soul apart.
Rushing inwardly, towards a
Spreading it across my subconsciousas I sit and write from it’s contents.
Pennants waving their bright colors at me from across the street.
Looking – my eyes can see without having to go near.All kinds of heavy equipment and machinery tell me all I need to know.That they are once again – yet – tearing up the street.