~nailing Down Errors For Stronger Support~
I have watched ribbons of life unfurl
twist themselves in their meandering,
and each time distance fades the colours,
and I see all the stitches
holding this web,
strain beneath burdens
while I fabricate more threads.
There are regrets that fill a sigh,
where left was a dead end
along a one way street,
and oh how it hurt to scrape
my way through each stone-wall
until fingers, like sorry were worn away.
So many escaped balloons,
floating in hope of a safe landing,
left grasped in a lattice of loneliness,
or simply rubbish dangling from life’s tree,
but I understand,
that each of the ribbons, stitches, roads
and balloons fulfilled their part of the journey,
leading me closer to life;
to understanding.
Copyright © Colin Marschall | Year Posted 2008
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