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I don’t know what to do with this painting
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2013
I cried again today
Only four or five tears which died by the time they reached my lashes
But tears none-the-less
And it wasn’t the onions
Or the steam from the shower
Or me needing to let you go
It was hailstorm
Beating down from my iPod to my heart
Pellets the size of peas
Small enough to simply brush them off
Big enough to bruise
Roughly the same size of the part of me that is still not over you
The part that didn’t want you to be right again
The part that resonates with their lyrics
The part that’s always storming inside me
Deep down just beneath the surface
Crying for you
Damn!
This poem just rips my heart out. I've read it over several days trying to get a grip on it, and I think the thing that gives it such power is not only the words, which cut deeply, but the title. It can be a relationship poem, but that title allows it transcend that, and that is where its power lies, at least for me. ;-)
:)
Yea figured it would, you have a thing for the "I cried....today" poems ;)
Several days though! wow! I don't know what to say to that my love other than *blush*
After reading this comment and then reading the poem again I agree, I think this one can apply to many things not just lost love, I think it also came from a space of many things compacted to one feeling caked on lost love, unlike the other poems which were mostly lost love.
thanks for your amazing words and awesome insights
HUGS
Much Love
Ashley
Lost Lover Song
"...the part that resonates with their lyrics." - what a fine line this is. It speaks volumes to me, Wab. From the soul, m'thinks ~allets~
:)
I do my best to just be me in my poetry ;)
Funny how that line was the line I was eh about, mostly cause I think i was mad at how true that line was ;P
Much Love
Ashley