Entry in Shadows & Light |
| This free versepoem is entered in "Shadows and Light Poetry Contest" Wall of Tears The bird seed is buried now Snow tends to blanket a myriad of sins left to one's own questionable devices No one saw the signs ~ rain tends to wash the truth away like tears off a wall carried to another frosty January field Some monuments awaken something primal life tends to stain its container the memories of aging, fragmented, broken into segments of ground forgotten A shovel will do it nicely ~ work tends to blind those who refuse to see a pattern beyond dates on a calendar Tears left behind our inattention ~ as winter tends to nothing important Truth is diminished in daily doses Inconsequential as birds who starve and perish So sorry for the inconvenient question never asked ~ and those lives never saved Fly home to rest, little bird No tears to echo off the wall will fall in your honor Goodbye from one who cared briefly, but not enough 26 Lines |