1592 - Through a Glass Darkly

 

The Sunday Whirl presents the following words for us to use: (I didn't use them all)

 

mingled dim damp shallow spell gaze drifts shattered call twitch words split

 

Through a glass darkly

Emotions tumble through my mind,

Mingled love and fear and hope

What does the future hold?

And will I really cope?

“Write it down”, I’m told:

“Dump your shattered heart

Onto the private pages 

Of a journal, if you’re smart.”

But in the dim light of the morning

I struggle with the words;

Whichever way in which I gaze,

The view is bleak and blurred.

That the beast is in abeyance,

Gives relief but not elation.

It’s been halted for the moment:

Suspended animation.

When will it spring back to life?

When will my wife be dead?

The pointed sword of Damocles

Suspended by a thread.

And so I write as best I can

Of the now and present past

Embracing love where I can;

Only memories will last.

The reality is quite brutal,

To end then then begin.

A solitary life awaits me.

Damp tissues in the bin.

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© 2023  J Cosmo Newbery

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