Tagged: pass
maybe grief is
maybe grief is
simply waiting
for wanting
to pass.
the way
out is always
tricky, devised
as revolving
doors – we
can’t hold the
door for each
other lest we
get stuck
.
20211220:0020
y
april sews enough
april sews enough
pockets overnight to catch
rain as it passes
.
20210418:1758
y
we will store this and
we will store this and
more as we pass through time – there’s
no way around it
.
20200821:1318
y
in the shadows, we
in the shadows, we
can still camouflage for comfort,
though with less colors
.
20170504:0744
y
all day, i keep
all day, i keep
forgetting that you
left us this morning,
and even now, when
i quiet my heart to
take in the news, i
hear old news, when
you called eight years
ago to say that he’s
gone, and do not be
sad, it was so peaceful,
you were reading to him
as he sat in his favorite
chair, and then
you were reading.
tonight, i am not ready
for the details just yet.
there are no brave
messengers. you are
gone, but not yet gone
.
20170429:2253
y
being present takes
being present takes
practice –
it’s not so much
about catching
milliseconds
as they pass,
but allowing
them to slip
right through,
unhooked
by this, that,
and the other
.
20161204:2030
y
without meaning to,
without meaning to,
memories get squeezed into
feelings – when you pass
me in aisle five, i am a
swan dive away from buoyant
.
20160905:1925
y
both sooner and
both sooner and
later, time
passes –
let it
.
20140802:1021
y
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