Between the silence
and the chaos
there is always a moment
of longing
where we run
to the old house
that used to shelter us
push through
the tattered fence
that used to guard us
climb through
the broken out windows
that once kept us warm
steal of few moments of peace
from the past
carry them,
melting like snow
into the present
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So beautiful and melancholy. Love it. I have to catch up!
Thanks, Athena. Yes, you should definitely join in!
This is absolutely beautiful and inspiring.
I like the mix of nostalgia and cosy comfort and simple yearning for what was lost…
the comforting roots that were lost.
Sometimes we all wish we could regain our bearings.
Thanks for sharing,
Angel
Love this – Thank you for sharing
Simple but so touching.
Seriously, it has been a treat to read backward through your blog at your poems this month, Jacque. I have found them all, including this one, beautiful.
Xoxox