Who will ever know the wisdom you possess?
Illegible scrawls randomly scattered
Sacred messages, cryptically inscribed
Artistic interpretations of love and light
pain and darkness living and losing
Intricately bound,
you're private graffiti
created from a heart for purpose of posterity,
imploring to be read
but instead
tucked away in darkness
you are lost...
tucked away in darkness
you are lost...
damp, dusty, curled and withering
forgotten
a lifetime of love
poured onto pages
disintegrating memories
a lifetime of love
poured onto pages
disintegrating memories
never to be revealed
Gosh darn lady! This is gorgeous and heartbreaking and poetic and I could go on, but won't. This brings to mind so many stories that are out there that aren't shared and that is heartbreaking. To want to know more and not be able to get it. Hugs to you.
ReplyDeleteWow. The mystery here. And your title. I love it. Disintegrating Memories. Is this sad? Is this hopeful? I think it might be both with so much in between. So great.
ReplyDeleteWhere do you store all of your words? Your writing is so beautiful. I could read it all day long.
ReplyDeleteWhere do you store all of your words? Your writing is so beautiful. I could read it all day long.
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