The silence echoing around the cathedral of my mind says it all.
Reality speaks though slurred
Leaving brain stains on the floor.
Jigsaw splatterings form the words,
You've kept locked up in that treasured box,
Carried since eternity.
Come take the rusted key from this proffered palm
And let lightness free.
©Cara Macwilliam
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Comments
Seagirl on Friday 12th Mar 2010
This says so much in so few words. And the wording is exquisite. I can relate to what you’re describing here. I’d love for someone to use the rusted key to open and let my lightness free. Nicely done.
Lisa