"Pain is made of fragile things,
small torn bits of butterfly wings…
Splinters of moon,
dust of the leaves.
Little chill sparrows
dead in the eaves...
Love's bitter ghosts,
brief poignant things…
Shadows of old
rememberings…"
• Sarah Elizabeth Rodger (Shadows)
Sunshine🌻 retweeted
Replying to @missyellowrays
the garden grows quiet
but nothing once loved
truly leaves
..some things are irreplaceable,
they linger in a place deeper than eyes
where life passes around them,
leaving them undisturbed.
I'll carry them for a lifetime,
untouched by the ordinary sorrow of loss
not because they were spared
but because life gave them
nowhere else to live.
Wander; there are dormant parts of you that unfamiliar roads know how to awaken. You only unfold as you go.
You were a beautiful dream,
seen with my eyes open.
You thinned like fog at dawn,
like August, like summer in this country.
So now I shall close my eyes
and live inside your season,
for autumn will engulf me
in cold leaves
and all my favorite colors;
rust, nostalgia, and copper..
Sunshine🌻 retweeted
If I...
Commence to write
Would that mean
I'm letting you go?
I don't want -
to release
this ache
this sliver of hope
wading in the darkness
I over think -
stopping mid-sentence
My heart still burns
like the remaing
dead leaves of autumn
Hoping, that love returns
before the last leaf falls
#vss365 #commence #poetry
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