Tuesday, November 6, 2012

All That's Left

All that's left
is right in front of me.
All that's left
is to write it down.

Teacups with shattered saucers.
An unblinking doll in tattered dress.
A penciled map thrice folded,
twice followed,
and both times misread.

All that's left
is what's been left to me.
It's only right
that I should write it down.

For Open Link Night at dVerse

28 comments:

Daydreamertoo said...

Awww...darn it... this is soooo sad!
I hope it isn't all that's left MZ

Buddah Moskowitz said...

... because if you don't then the secrets die with you, wonderful poem. Mosk

Steve King said...

But writing it down is such a big deal, even when we memorialize broken dreams and confusion. Very nice poem. Much enjoyed reading this.

bodhirose said...

It's only write...

Brian Miller said...

def leave it...and the map for those that come behind...great near repetition in the opening and close...you do tight verse really well....love this..

A penciled map thrice folded,
twice followed,
and both times misread.

Sylvia K said...

This is awesome, MZ! All that's left and that's it!

Far Beyond The Ridge said...

I have that same damn map!
We should sue rand mcnally and AAA for telling us we could get there from here

Sabio Lantz said...

Maps are tricky things, eh?

Shawna said...

Oh, wow. I really dig this: "A penciled map thrice folded, twice followed, and both times misread."

Love all your word play with homophones.

Pat Hatt said...

A little is left at least, those maps can be a beast.

ayala said...

Well said. Love this !

seacamels said...

Oh, I think this is rather lovely:

Teacups with shattered saucers.
An unblinking doll in tattered dress.
A penciled map thrice folded,
twice followed,
and both times misread.

This is strong writing—deceptively so.

manicddaily said...

The left/write thing is very cool here and nothing meeting it's purposes. So interesting and wonderfully distiller. K.

manicddaily said...

Sorry --distilked not that either on phone and train

Natasha Head said...

Perhaps because I've dealt with so much loss, so recently, my mind immediately wants to turn to unwanted inheritances and the memories that come with them...the entire piece is fantastic, but like the others...I too am drawn to that map

Mary said...

What is written on lives on!

anglachel27 said...

Great snapshots here, each encapsulating a sense of futility, of loss, but also of scraps, something to build from perhaps. A nice read.
Gene

Kim Nelson said...

Damn Straight!
Write it down! I LOVE THIS! Why? Because it is what is left that makes us what we are. It is the tatters that clad the valiant. It is the mapped, wrinkled, that defines out path. So, GO! Live it! Love it! Own it! Write it!
...off my soapbox now... ;-)

Kim Nelson said...

Damn Straight!
Write it down! I LOVE THIS! Why? Because it is what is left that makes us what we are. It is the tatters that clad the valiant. It is the mapped, wrinkled, that defines out path. So, GO! Live it! Love it! Own it! Write it!
...off my soapbox now... ;-)

Arron Shilling said...

"A penciled map thrice folded, twice followed, and both times misread."

Making your mark MZ.

I am marching to your beat

left right left right left right…

You don't miss a beat!

Other Mary said...

Yup, write it down...then what's left after you, what you leave is a treasure!

Wolfsrosebud said...

and don't we all feel like shattered sauced sometimes

J Cosmo Newbery said...

Pathos plus!

happygirl said...

Broken, shattered, tattered, misread... I know the feelings well. Thanks for writing them down.

hedgewitch said...

Stark and simple, almost unbearably tense with a sense of loss and endings. the map really does it for me. Fine poem, MZ--you are on a major roll of late.

Richard Cody said...

"Write it down" has been a mantra of mine in heavy rotation for some time now. Have I ever mentioned how much I enjoy your work?

Fireblossom said...

Oh buck up, Bo Peep. There's nothing wrong here that good drugs or modern weaponry couldn't set right in a jiffy!

my heart's love songs said...

how do i follow Fireblossom?

especially love the final stanza!