ashes to ashes...
where do i go and what do i say
for life has left me empty of movement and mute
i am not a queen, nor rose, nor woman
i am this inside out, torn apart ash
that is left dampened and immobile
by the rain of tears falling from those eyes
that once were mine when i was whole.
now, i will wait until the air dries me and I float again
upon the breeze or memories. perhaps then
i will find the rest of me and unite once again in
the flames that will burn the mind, the thoughts,
the heart of me until i am no more.
maybe then i will be whole.
Poetry by Kathy Lockhart
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Written on 2008-05-29 at 18:22
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