…
Meter out some beat
no longer worthy;
help me un
-count these
days and petals
blown.
I shall gauge my
grief in shallow
breaths and time
unraveled slow.
Shhh, quiet, Love.
It’s not your fault.
But
leave me now
to weigh my salt.
.
Written for We Write Poems.
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This really touches my heart, De.
Ooh, that last line..
Yes, that is what struck me as well.
I love that second stanza – “time unraveled slow.”
This is a very powerful poem – one of your gems, for sure, that I could (and will) read again and again.