Was Wonderful

Was Wonderful


Yes it was.


That savage hollowness

when you stepped back promising,

‘Yes, we’ll do it again.’


My mouth was dry

ashes coated my tongue.


I knew,

you knew,

we knew,

you were feinting

an easy exit

for yourself first

with me

an afterthought.


But you spared my feelings -

a soft deception  

piercing my numbness

pricking hope from soul-inertia

and that, for me,


was wonderful.


◄ Through a glass darkly

I slept with a girl ►



Tue 5th Mar 2019 10:48

Yes, Hazel,
Oh, the towers I've built. The crumbs that remain 😃

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Hazel ettridge

Tue 5th Mar 2019 10:01

Lies beneath lies beneath lies .....


Tue 5th Mar 2019 09:55

Thanks, Dorothy, I reckon many can relate to it - I have spent years trying to fashion a future, a 'life', from the passing comments and promises people make (often glibly) - one might as well build a tower on a wave of the sea - but at the very least these fragments buoy us for a while. 😃

<Deleted User> (21487)

Mon 4th Mar 2019 16:22

I have just read your poem again - and again - and yet again,

it so gentle, endearing and sensitive.

Thank you for it


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