When I miss you

I become so small my body

could fit into the heart of a

sea bird begging salt with

its pulpy tongue.  The scent of

sandalwood remains in a discarded

shirt tossed over a bed post where

I return and return.

The clouds unravel and tears rain

down in shades of eventide.

Keep me close in your heart like

the beating of a rhythmic railway

traveling snow covered alps

or the black tar of far off foothills.

 

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157 thoughts on “Unraveling”

    1. I had some problems but I went back and made some adjustments, it should be ok now. Than you Dale. That’s so true about missing someone that you care for. It’s difficult to put it mildly.

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          1. I am avoiding that new block editor like the plague. I’ve heard nothing but yuck about it. I shall continue using the classic from the admin panel, thank you very much!

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          5. I have heard a lot of cursing associated with it. If you do use the classic (from the left panel where you have the settings) you can do whatever you like. I am not big on certain changes myself 😉

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          7. I know you can always go back to the classic. I really don’t know if, once you officially choose the new block editor if you can go back to the old block editor (or whatever the “simple posting method” was called. I think at this time it is an option to go back but don’t take my word for it. Oh! Ask Timothy!
            And yes, this need to “improve” things constantly is so annoying.

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          3. It’s wonderful. But then again, I have not read a poem by you that was not wonderful. You are one of the best poets I know. I am always in awe how you weave words together to create distinct images and evoke so many different emotions from deep sensuality to glimpses into the netherworld.

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  5. ‘… a/ seabird begging salt with/ its pulpy tongue’
    i don’t know what it means (and i don’t need to know).
    what a stand-out, visual line! it is poetry enough. xo

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      1. You are more MORE than welcome. So much here in not that many lines. THAT is a gift. Sometimes I come by and with the time differences the post has been up a bit so I was rushing after I read it to see the comments were still open xxx

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        1. That’s so sweet Shey, sometimes depending on what it is I will close comments, particularly if it’s as reblog if someone’s else’s work. I’m always so glad to find you here, I admire your writing so much! xxx

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          1. I know that you do that with reblogs and I understand why but you’d have laughed at me rushing to get that comment down just in case and then having to retype every word cos of the mistakes! I am always glad to be here. It is a wonderful treat to rad your work. Every one is a treasure. You never have a word too many or one too less. And the imagery is stunning. You are very kind. You have no idea how kind xxxx

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  15. When I am a sea bird, gliding and wheeling and swooping myself away, I land to go begging…
    less for salt than for scraps of that kind of love…
    and the hope such love carries

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  18. You have such a wonderful gift of conveying so much in such concise poetry – beautifully wistful imagery and sensuous words that bring it to life, Holly! 😀

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      1. My pleasure, Holly!! Always love reading and sharing your posts!! Love this, especially your opening line! Was a seed of inspiration for some elfchens. I’m indebted to you for that!!
        Here is one:
        I
        MISS YOU
        IN THE SILENCE
        WHEN MEMORIES OF YOU
        RETURN
        Chuck
        xoxo
        😘💕🌹

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          2. We had some very strong wind
            S from Cristobal coming through the Gulf and tornado warnings, central Florida has some tornado damage. Nothing like La. where it came ashore.

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  23. The beautiful nature of House of Heart is strongly evident these days. We so need that with high stress being part of our everyday life. The poignant reflection and exquisite art calms my racing pulse and settles me into a reflective mood. I’ve taken that train many times where the awe of fast moving scenery and slow reflection held me in a quiet embrace.

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    1. Oh indeed Dan, it is a time of stress and even fear. I’m looking forward to when the light is in sight and we can live our lives peacefully and joyfully. Your inspiring messages help us to find the strength.

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      1. We will get there and I think there will be an air of appreciation for little freedoms to go and do what gives us pleasure and contentment.

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  25. My pleasure, Holly!! Always love reading and sharing your posts!! Love this, especially your opening line! Was a seed of inspiration for some elfchens. I’m indebted to you for that!!
    Here is one:
    I
    MISS YOU
    IN THE SILENCE
    WHEN MEMORIES OF YOU
    RETURN
    Chuck
    xoxo
    😘💕🌹

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          1. It’s true! The way you put your words, descriptions and feelings is really magical! Praise where praise is due!!! Your first line was really powerful for me! I knew as soon as I read it that it would be a seed of inspiration for me. This was just a start, I have some plans for an enlarged and extended piece off the same phrase/topic. Thanks again for this super line and the poem!!
            xoxo
            😘💕🌹

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          3. Promise to give it my best!! The seed of inspiration is very powerful and magical too so I have a lot to live up to! NO pressure! LOL! I will put it on a front burner!!
            xoxo
            💕😘🌹🌹

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