Morgue File
i am afraid of tears
afraid that they have no end, once started
they tell forgotten stories
that i choose to ignore
until i can't any longer
their tiny detonators
disrupt rivulets long forgotten
finding their way into the wash
pushing toward the surface
destroying dams
i thought wired into place
I am feeling the loneliness of the old. I think it has to do with more pain and less sleep lately. But today the tears started, and I don't know when they will stop.
copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2015
Bless your heart!
ReplyDeleteI had dammed my tears when Mother died and "took care of every thing" like she asked. Then Dad died and I spoke for him at the funeral. No tears...too busy taking care of things.
Just this year, I saw a military service on tv and out of no where I cried for all my losses. Believe me, I understand.
Sometimes they take me by surprise--but not this time. I knew they were coming long before they came--sometimes loss is just a well we uncover bit by bit
DeleteA sad piece and yet so beautiful. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteGreetings from London.
I know what you feel...I am afraid too.
ReplyDeleteBut tears are a part of the healing, be grateful!
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