You can’t have it all, but there is this

“There is the voice you can still summon at will, like your mother’s.
It will always whisper, you can’t have it all, but there is this…. ” Barbara Ras

the curved silence nestles in the back cortex
shy breath whispers notes throughout
as you take little itty bitty steps
with your thread and needle sewing
your patchwork quilt.  Slap the slimy tentacles
when they get too close, they are allowed to
coo and caw but no eating!  When you get lost
the threads will show you the way back to the place you started.
As your earth-doll shuffles the smiling Buddha
smiles bigger silences.  Even letting the cat out is
a breath off fresh air.  She is shy, remember her she
may be all you have.  The quilt is a cover.

 

NaPoWriMo poem in progress.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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