Tuesday, March 15, 2011

The Ring

This was inspired by a poem which was inspired by a story which was inspired by a young boy on a bus holding a dogs collar.

He holds her wedding ring
Remembering the water shift tones
As he washed away the color or her

The cold gold.
No substitute for the feel of her radiant hand
Between his fingers.

The tears start
The Wail
She will never dry those tears again
Never comfort the heart

So:

He lifts his child and rocks her,
inadequate,
but all that is left to guide her back
from the maze of grief.

1 comment:

  1. This is so sad. "the water shift tones" "all that is left to guide her back/from the maze of grief." The trail of one thing to another is so interesting too... A.

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