Saturday, February 2, 2013

Frames

Mary Easty

His Son's Photographs Displayed on His Wall Brought Back Picturesque Memories
From a Diapered Toddler to a Sensible Boy
He'd Barely Look at Them
Not Because He wasn't Bothered
But Because He Cared
And the Hard Reality of Not Being There 
Yet Those Framed Images Hung Everywhere
Reminders of the Wrongs i'd Done that i Couldn't Repair
Just like those Newspaper Clippings
of Subjects related to His Despair
He'd tried to Mend
Telling Himself 'just Avoid the Bend'
But Just like the Crooked Life Lines on His Palm 
The Kingdom was Stretched Thin with Highways of Twisted Hair Pins 
Sometimes the Pain itself is the Healing Balm
He'd remind himself, Saying "i'll do no harm"
As he Lay in a Cold Bed thinking "i'm going Blank and Blind"
Unwind, he then says
Rewind, the Mind then Adds 
Live, the Moment cries
blank

"Right now There are Weeping Sorrows and Crying Sufferings", the Back of His Head states
He Blacks Out
Comes to
And Finds his Musings Malignant
Stares hard at Nothing
Tries Thinking of Something
Even the two-week old Pups that Yelp next to his Bed are Suddenly quiet
The Silence is Loud
Outside the Overcast Misty-Fog Condenses
The Sky tonight has a Canopy of Smoke
Stubborn Stars Alight
The Moon's Absconded, perhaps She's got a Date
As i Lie lost in Recalls
Recaps
Reminiscent Randomness of Everything We've ever Done together
Parleyed
Partied
Participated
Postponed
And Forgotten Preparations
of Lack of Time
Compromising Circumstance
Everything We Could Have Done Together
Avoided
Now it Comes Banging the Doors of Misconception
Sweeping Clean the Floors of Deception
Mopping the Haughty Heights of Cowardice
Breaking Ceilings of Expectations
Falling Crumbs
Floating Cobwebs
Collapsing Pride
Vanishing Egos
(Richard King) Deirdre of the Sorrows

And Juvenile Justifications
Now the Pups Yelp for Help
Now it Begins to Take Shape
Forms Silhouettes
Telling me i must Go and Be-Hold
Before he Becomes the Old Man and the Sea
And i'm Long Dead and Gone but Still Not Free
We must be
We should be
All that We wanna and are Meant to be
With or without Framed Photographs
Guilty Walls
or Posed Pictures


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