Saturday, February 11, 2012

There Will Come A Night

Photo by Talon
There will come a night
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:

Fireblossom said...

I like the songs soft as ashes. I can almost taste the wine and see the candle light flicker, MZ.

Laurie Kolp said...

Been there, done that... but your words are so much better.

Brian Miller said...

a repreave...just for a bit...until?

Teresa said...

Beautiful. So hard to let go of those old letters and kisses.

Sylvia K said...

Beautiful indeed! Hard to let go, better once you do. Hope your weekend is going well, MZ!

Sylvia

Heaven said...

When we are braver and stronger...love this MZ ~

Kay L. Davies said...

"Just not tonight"...I love it. So perfect. Great stuff.
K

hedgewitch said...

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.)

TALON said...

This was beautiful, Mama Zen.

Susie Clevenger said...

For the moment I hang on to know love once existed and to have felt its kiss...nice work Mama Zen!!

jen revved said...

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

Claudia said...

smiles..not always easy to go even though knowing one should...eh..?

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Delayed gratification?

happygirl said...

Love this, but I find vodka to be a better disinfectant. :)

Mary said...

Stunning and poetically realistic. Yes, I can see and feel this!

Kerry O'Connor said...

You write so deeply of love with the lightest touch..

Fred Rutherford said...

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

ds said...

Lovely--and wry. Which means, perfect. Thank you.

Ann (bunnygirl) said...

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!

ayala said...

Love it!

Denise Moncrief said...

I think perhaps the last line is the one that tells this tale! Nicely constructed poem. I enjoyed very much.

Jira said...

Knowing a time will come when we can let go of the pain is sometimes as fulfilling as actually letting go.

Margaret said...

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.

CC Champagne said...

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!!!

Buddah Moskowitz said...

while sad songs
drift around me
soft as ashes.

Perfectly done.

Mary Ann Potter said...

Pure truth here. Been there, done that, bought those souvenir t-shirts...