pockets

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(with 911 mournfully around the corner – this fits my heavy mood)
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Pockets
~
Seeds of
Grief
Lie fallow
In the fecund
Pockets of earth
That is my heart
News of death
Seeds them
Instantly
Sprouting them
In record
Time
I mourn alongside
Friends and
the icicles
In the dark caverns of my
Heart begin to bleed ruby
Tears frozen by shock
And disbelief
Death is
A great equalizer
Bereft feeling permeates
Confounding
Compounding
Disorientation
I’ve learnt
To live in the
Moment
Fully,
Be it in grief
Or in joy
~
*painting by Andrew Wyeth is called Christina’s World

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