Thursday, July 9, 2015

So many words


So many words, running down your face
and neck and breast and eyes — and then you realize
they’ve dried — not to fade, or crack,
or die — but to seal the hurt
you once called

I

.



4 comments:

Lorraine Renaud said...

I have felt beauty in pain, but rarely and this is one of those little gem, only you can write, beautiful William

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, Lorraine.....

Jan said...

If only we could seal shut those words that hurt.
Buffer the pain.
Your words hold promise and hope, my friend, and they are wise~

William Michaelian said...

Thank you, too, Jan, for you good, kind interpretation.