I should be there.
But I am here today
And tomorrow seems that way
I want to be there
Not to pick up my story
But to start building from where
I can just be me away
From encumbered titled glory
Of a past shattered by day
And shrouded in nightly tears
Not of fear but lost years
I should be there.
But I’m here today
And tomorrow seems that way
Decision to let go of this
Strange place that’s is somehow home
To pick up the shreds and gather
Them gently in my tattered silks
To there where under the grey clouds
I can dare again to step into my power
To reclaim all that is mine
Now scattered in storages and homes
That are not mine but have my stamp
Beautiful garments sitting in damp
Remembered but sequestered.
I should be there.
But I’m here today
But I will be there
Someday soon.
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I like very much the separation created between the here and there of desire and reality. We create images of ourselves that become rigid with time and are hard to break but desire to be something more resides inside this mold. I can hear its longing to be set free in this poem. The ability of this poem to loose that feeling into words is what gets the fave
Many thanks for your kind words.
You are most welcome
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