Unsent Letters
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An Ink Empress Contest: Letters Or
Photographs 19Sept 24
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I find myself
with just myself reflecting
on undelivered letters of winters past--
the most bitter front glazing evenings
where a fireplace becomes a chilled shelter
of sharp, dazed musings
as I travel within time's slow compass.
Two quarter moons ago...you left hurriedly crashed by a wheeler,
And my soul burned in the
ragged kiln of night...without
a lint of words between us,
I crawled under spikes of despicaple darkness:
My taut pen scratched paper on
paper--- speaking to you among
tangles of weeds, a wailing through
love-filled notes kneading pain and longing;
Envelopes devoid of a zip code, of
stamps, rimmed by spider webs.
Tell me now , can I bear the weight pinned
by handwritten drafts inhabiting our room?
Your wool jacket dangles tonight
on a hook accumulating debris and stale mint,
while spring floods our garden with radiant foliage--
Papyrus of my ardorous thoughts lay on
deserted tables,
and I'm orphaned...alone by myself.
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2024
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