october poetry writing month – Thistle Thoughts

#OctPoWriMo Day 23

brother, you tried
again to leave me
and I think my stomach
has known this
for weeks

the tide that took
you away had a
street name

No, I cannot show you my wounds because I’ve lost too many people already…

blue bulb
gives these walls
an icy glow

it’s been too long
since rejuvenating waters fell

steady we row, we walk,
we stand on sacred shorelines

last night I dreamed
of melting faces

catch a
processing breath

I had to let go
of a life I planned for me

A Letter to My Muse