Today is dull grey, a day of unmaking –
unmade beds and unremembered dreams
unfinished poems, undelivered letters
untied knots and unraveled promises
The empty hours stretch before me
with so many words left unsaid,
so many acts of kindness left undone.
Today is dull grey, a day of unmaking
Image is from J-CIO on flickr
Image is from J-CIO on flickr
Un-believable! Understood and speechless!
ReplyDeleteoh i know these days...but sometimes they birth real, honest and felt poetry...like the piece you wrote...smiles
ReplyDeleteThese days are fine once in a while
ReplyDeleteCan let me yap a mile
Sometimes they can be vile
But then just give a smile
I know that feeling Mary, what a great piece.
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year to you:)
Sometimes I prefer that the words be left unsaid. No particular fanfare. ~Mary
ReplyDeleteSome days are like that....tomorrow will be a better day!
ReplyDeleteBrigid - Thanks, and Happy New Year to you as well.
ReplyDeleteFrankandMary - Agreed.
Ayala - Yes, thank you for reading.