scrubbing at the stain

..

we spill.

ink, tears, sweat.
over. under. through.

yet,
we fill
our hours with the crazy can-do
fog of sigh and silence,
offer violence a safehouse of
strange. we change ourselves
for nothing. expect some
thing to fill the void,
make us whole again.

 

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26 Responses to scrubbing at the stain

  1. Sabio Lantz says:

    Ouch, a bit pessimistic — and often a perfect stance

  2. There is only one thing to fill the void, yet we so often seek to be filled by the unfulfilling things of the world.

  3. Grace says:

    I admire the sobering words at the end. It is hard to expect someone or something to fill the void and make us whole again.

  4. Always seeking to fill that void…and nothing here can do that, really. But we do get glimpses (like moments at Tahoe)

  5. Another powerful piece.

  6. Patti says:

    I love these words: the crazy can-do fog of sigh and silence. They perfectly define the futility I feel coming through in your poem.

  7. kanzensakura says:

    Indeed. Things truly can’t make us whole. But peaceful moments at Tahoe (another other places near water) do help.

  8. Candy says:

    there is a hidden lesson in these words of yours

  9. lifelessons says:

    Probably for most of us reading these words here, words are what partially fill the void.

  10. Intentions are not enough.. The void will still be there pulsating.

  11. maria says:

    “we change ourselves
    for nothing. expect some
    thing to fill the void,
    make us whole again.”

    ~A sad truth. Sigh.
    Thanks for the prompt De! I enjoyed a lot of spilled posts today. 😀

  12. kim881 says:

    I love these lines, De:
    ‘we fill
    our hours with the crazy can-do
    fog of sigh and silence’
    which describe perfectly that dullness of non-feeling that follow shock. Superbly written.

  13. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:

    Bleakness beautifully expressed!

  14. NJ says:

    This is so beautifully expressed and so true. We tend to seek to fill the void with anything and everything.

  15. Bryan Ens says:

    We change ourselves for nothing…expect some thing to fill the void – those two thoughts together are a powerful image. How can we hope for something when we are striving for nothing? Nicely done.

  16. Raivenne says:

    “…to fill the void again” So much truth in this.

  17. lillian says:

    …make us whole again….
    beautiful, powerful.
    Very late to the reading here — so glad I’m doing some, including yours!

  18. Always looking for a way to fill the hole, that is humanity in a nutshell.

  19. Bleak and powerful. That void, aching.

  20. Expecting something, or indeed someone, to fill the void. It’s only ourselves that can do that for us. Beautiful.

  21. lynn__ says:

    A powerfully honest poem, De…i believe only Jesus can truly fill that void and make us whole.

  22. Bodhirose says:

    So very true, De. Our silence and apathy will continue to give us the same scenario until we finally learn and act on something different.

  23. The weight of depression in this is a fitting comment on current tragedies.

  24. Great piece, De. I love the opening lines.

  25. Truedessa says:

    Sometimes those voids are hard to fill and we just need to embrace the special moments in life when we can before the flowers wilt away..

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