Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Weak

I did bestow  upon connecting shreds,
a deepening trust that you would soon return,
that light would shine in corners dark and and ill-defined,
where love had shrunk in small silences,
and relationship could no longer hold sure ground;
but hope is not enough to so rebuild,
when argument is weak and hate revealed. 





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6 comments:

  1. Heart-wrenching but beautiful! Love the imagery.

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  2. This one makes me feel ragged and raw. You've tapped directly into the heart of dying hope and love lost--something that I'm sure is bitterly familiar to most of us.

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  3. So sad, but real, and beautifully written.

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  4. I love the phrase connecting shreds.

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