Friday, November 9, 2012

When He's Gone

When he's gone,
I take the air
deeper.
I unfold to fill
my natural space.
I reclaim my shadow.

20 comments:

Sylvia K said...

Yep, that's the way to do it!

Margaret said...

Let's hope he doesn't return then!

Fireblossom said...

Ah, and so darkly beautiful you are when you unfold.

Brian Miller said...

taking the air deeper...and unfolding my shadow...very cool piece mz...

kaykuala said...

Once a decision is made it is then a matter of resolve even if he returns. Otherwise others would not take one seriously! Nicely MZ

Hank

Mimi Foxmorton said...

Well spake.
Well spake, indeed.

Kerry O'Connor said...

Sometimes another presence can make one feel rather cramped in one's allocated space.
I like the way you explore human relationships from many different angles in your poetry.

manicddaily said...

As aways wonderfully distilled and accurate. k.

Helen said...

All I can say .. after taking time this morning to dig deep into your poetry blog .. is how much I enjoy what you write, how you write. What an incredible way to begin my Saturday ... must stop to brew coffee! Wait, I haven't finished August yet!

Mary said...

So much said here....the reader can create his/her own backstory!

hedgewitch said...

reminds me of the greeting, 'May your shadow never grow less." Some let us flourish and celebrate us, others find us raw material they may need to use. Makes a difference I think.

Carol Steel 5050 said...

You capture so much in so few words. The poem is like ripples in a pool, ever expanding thoughts and understandings. You are a gift.

Daydreamertoo said...

Hmmm... Mysterious. So much said in so few words.

Kateri said...

That is beautiful and sad at the same time.

my heart's love songs said...

love, Love, LOVE this, MZ!

Tara R. said...

Every word perfection.

Far Beyond The Ridge said...

Perfect
Not one word too many
Nor one too few
To express what so many understand

Other Mary said...

I like this one very much.

Shawna said...

This reminds me of a girlfriend of mine who loves her husband to death but breathes such a sigh of relief when he leaves the house. He works from home, and she's a stay-at-home mom. Need I say more?

Great work, MZ.

Linc said...

Unfolding and reclaiming, both perfect descriptions for a process I know too well.