Maybe it’s in the way the day went
From promise white, with snow light
At what point? The wet lent trees bent
And gray of ice became gray of night
Or else, perhaps, were thoughts too much?
Though puppies here, my lover near
Even with joy and quiver in his touch
Still an absence, hole of one not here.
And also with me, unknown are those
I’ve only met them on a screen
Their stories shaped their hearts exposed
Their love their pain and all in between.
Is the heart big enough to hold all there?
They say it is, it widens still
Today I feel it stretch, strain, and tear
To nap — for I have had my fill!
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I suffered from a serious bout of depression when I tried to be all things to all people about 12 years ago,. Slept a lot. This reminds me of that time. Are you Okay?
Yes, Sue, I really am! The weather does affect me, though, plus having Nat away from me on a day like that. And then, on one of my email lists, there were items that also made me sad. But yes, I am okay, and I hope you are, too, my friend!
To be completely honest, this was also my first attempt to write in quatrains (my students are studying poetry right now)!