Poetry Series – Cemetary Lessons

I get embarrassed to admit just how much I ignored what I wanted out of life anytime anyone else was present. I was afraid to leave the house alone when in relationships because I never wanted to make anyone feel like I was abandoning them by needing time for myself. The thing is, though, I need so much time to myself. I need silence so I don’t scream silence. I need the chance to cleanse myself of all I’m carrying so I’m ready to approach the world refreshed with a gentle touch. I don’t want to stumble about dropping my burdens at the feet of everyone around me. Time alone is for letting go.

Cemetary Lessons

A walk means tombstones
probably whispers
people I’ve never met
people I feel like I know
flowers in abundance
a bush on either side
there are just some places
it’s easier to cry
a blue jay stealing attention
names of people
we don’t dare to mention
as if the worst we could do
is acknowledge the truth
loss leaves room
good things end too
yet even where death lies
beautiful things shoot from the ground
light flooding from the sky
a walk means letting go
while remembering we’re not alone

Much love, until next time.