Unraveling

By Kim Nelson, on March 8th, 2010%

 

It did not occur to me

That you might take your leave.

~

You

Not being here

Was never

A part

Of my tidy, well-made plan.

~

But time

Does weather

~Age~

All things

~

And that once tidy plan

Now lays ragged and worn.

~

The frail threads

Making up

The fabric of our love

Can no longer hold it together.

~

Nor can I.

 

Inspired by Three Word Wednesday… Occur, Ragged, Tidy

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Heartache

By Kim Nelson, on March 2nd, 2010%

Regarding LOVE. Words from Wikipedia:

“Studies have shown that brain scans of those infatuated by love display a resemblance to those with a mental illness. Love creates activity in the same area of the brain where hunger, thirst, and drug cravings create activity. New love, therefore, could possibly be more physical than emotional.”

Ha!

That explains it.

The Heartache.

Did we not break through?

To intimacy?

I loved you.

Crazy love, mad love, heart-racing glad love.

Smiling at the thought of you.

Butterflies when a text came through.

Sweet goodnights, raucous hellos,

Attraction, passion, bedfellows.

Reckless abandon, a jangle of words.

And limbs

And whims

And nerves.

Fear stepped in.

The end.

I loved you.

I thought you loved me too.

Was it true?

…

Coward!

Inspired by Three Word Wednesday…Heartache, Jangle, Reckless

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Letting Go

By Kim Nelson, on September 1st, 2009%

Cradling you in my arms

~ all six feet of you ~

Is easier than you’d think.

~

You,

This moment,

Are perfect.

~

It will be our last, this exchange,

Until we meet on a different plane.

~

Caught in the heroin snare,

You’ll leave this time, this place, this space.

And so I hold you here, now.

~

Cradling you in my arms

~ all six feet of you ~

Is easier than you’d think.

~

Letting go.

Letting go is hard.

Inspired by Three Word Wednesday...Cradle, Perfect, Snare

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Barren

By Kim Nelson, on August 25th, 2009%

Restless,

She paces

Through

The upstairs rooms.

~

The days,

Her life,

These rooms,

Full.

Empty.

~

White furniture agleam.

Pastel linens, crisp.

Pottery Barn Perfection.

~

Functional?

A façade.

Keepsakes

Purchased long ago

When hope survived,

Ere plans

And babies

Died.

~

Ah …

This pacing

It’s risky business.

Better get back to that full, busy life.

Inspired by Three Word Wednesday...Dangerous, Keepsake, Restless

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