Sunday 16 December 2007

Dambuster

There is always so much to say, but on this bleak morning of burnt toast and broken friendships, I am dumb, numb, silenced by the shattered shards of amity that slink around me tauntingly. And then I read this. Tears form, then flow. Released,words follow.

4 comments:

Gucci Muse said...

Puss, whatever it is that has now happened in your life-let it all out and cast it away-and the poem was beautiful.

Katherine said...

A warm embrace to you, dear Puss.

You words are translucent as always.

August

MrsG said...

"I am trying to love the world back to normal".

Is that what that feeling is? Sometimes it is so hard to tell...

David said...

When the abyss opens up, this black hole sucking everything off course ... yes 'get the seas back on the maps' that is it.