the sequel to a bloom

the movies do not mention,
the moments that break you,
that scatter everything
that came before -

the heart knows
it is not the final note,
but the curved line
to a half-circle

stating its existence,
the proof of emptiness
the ends meeting to a whole,
not perfection, but courage

to fade away with hope,
against all impediments,
the helplessness, a vision
of despair dislocated

the distance that alters
the need for familiar ghosts
haunts in the company
of forgotten strangers,

whose lives, whose faces,
could take so much life,
from places unvisited,
for a long, fruitless time

Reviews

[Myenigma]

i like all the imagery and little metaphors. The first stanza in particular . "The moments that break you, that scatter everything that came before"