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| Photo by Talon |
when I'll burn your letters
one by one
while sad songs
drift around me
soft as ashes.
That same night
I'll cleanse your kisses
from my lips
with wine
and wash my hands
of this
for good.
Just not tonight.
For the Photo Challenge at Real Toads
26 comments:
I like the songs soft as ashes. I can almost taste the wine and see the candle light flicker, MZ.
Been there, done that... but your words are so much better.
a repreave...just for a bit...until?
Beautiful. So hard to let go of those old letters and kisses.
Beautiful indeed! Hard to let go, better once you do. Hope your weekend is going well, MZ!
Sylvia
When we are braver and stronger...love this MZ ~
"Just not tonight"...I love it. So perfect. Great stuff.
K
I think I heard this once in a country bar...it would make a perfect old school George and Tammy duet. (Ummm, to yankees--that's meant as a compliment.)
This was beautiful, Mama Zen.
For the moment I hang on to know love once existed and to have felt its kiss...nice work Mama Zen!!
This is fabulous. Your ability to cut to the chase, to be so direct and yet pay attention to the right word, the succinct image, amazes me. Wonderful...xxxj
smiles..not always easy to go even though knowing one should...eh..?
Delayed gratification?
Love this, but I find vodka to be a better disinfectant. :)
Stunning and poetically realistic. Yes, I can see and feel this!
You write so deeply of love with the lightest touch..
Really nice, the fire and the wine really create a definite symbolism and scene simultaneously, very nice. Also, the last line turns the poem another direction and works so well. Thanks
Lovely--and wry. Which means, perfect. Thank you.
Oh, isn't that the truth? We want to exorcise those demons, but we're in love with those very devils we wish we could be rid of!
Love it!
I think perhaps the last line is the one that tells this tale! Nicely constructed poem. I enjoyed very much.
Knowing a time will come when we can let go of the pain is sometimes as fulfilling as actually letting go.
How long until we tear up old boyfriend photos, letters, part with gifts?...
This is just rockin' awesome. How is it you keep topping yourself again and again? Each one is awesome and then... you do it again.
This is absolutely, positively spot on!!! Love it!!! Can't tell you in poetry-speak exactly why, but it hit home with me in so many ways!!!
while sad songs
drift around me
soft as ashes.
Perfectly done.
Pure truth here. Been there, done that, bought those souvenir t-shirts...
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