Plain To See
some things are plain to see
when your eyes are clear
comparisons and judgments
withheld from passions lair
shackled to old memories
chained to what is lost
on a shaky bridge to tomorrow
what I held and what is lost
I sift through the pieces
of what was not true
my accordion pleated mind
filing traces of you
you sleep in the bed your made
it was all your choice
while listening in silence
to what once was my voice
Copyright © Jo Bien | Year Posted 2010
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