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Breaking Through Maude (Reworked. F/k/a Little Poem Before the Storm)
Tough as a coal-camp boot
she’s no longer here
in the day or in the dark
from grandmother to ghost
to gone
I write little pieces of her life
throw them about
bones from a witch's bag
trying to make sense
or peace
'til a moment ago
no words would come
now they tumble downhill
heavy and hard
as stones
she’s no longer here
in the day or in the dark
from grandmother to ghost
to gone
I write little pieces of her life
throw them about
bones from a witch's bag
trying to make sense
or peace
'til a moment ago
no words would come
now they tumble downhill
heavy and hard
as stones
Published 18th Feb 2014
| Edited 28th Aug 2014
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18th Feb 2014 00:23am
it gets harder to keep those pieces together - so I'm glad the words are now tumbling out - good words
