Monday Poetry Train #55
Still
by Joy Renee
Still, after all this time,
our stories intertwine.
Tho the fibers may be frayed
by strains of distance and years,
never have we each other's
hearts betrayed,
nor scorned the other's fears.
Still, after all these years,
after a million tears
were shed for joy and sorrow,
there has never been a sign
trust had been misplaced. Our
soul's morrow
left steeping in the brine.
Still, after all we've shared
and all the secrets bared,
we could never dare behold
shadows stalking at our keels--
putrid slough off ancient wounds.
We withhold
awareness of such weals
to our doom.
#######
I'm fairly sure this is incomplete. It feels unfinished to me, like a story without resolution.
This was inspired by the novel I just finished. The one I mentioned in Friday's post, Head's Up. The one I'm going to be hosting a giveaway for this week. I hope by mid Tuesday latest. Watch for it. I'm so excited. It's my first book giveaway.
1 tell me a story:
I love these lines:
'after a million tears
were shed for joy and sorrow,
there has never been a sign
trust had been misplaced.'
That is a precious and irreplacable feeling to share with another person.
By the way, the look on Sweetie's face in the post below is heart-tugging.
Post a Comment