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A Grass-stained Letter

A Grass-stained Letter

I feared that it would always be you, for the severing of forever left me raw. 
A bee swarm of your echoes stings as it shrieks. 
My ribbon comes unravelled—we are love trampled. 

My birdsong kept piercing you, where scar tissue and knife-rust remain. 
I wish I could subdue, but this is me—
I'll wrap a pretty shawl around my face so you don't see that my gums bleed. 
I'm secure in this quiet woodland retreat, but I must admit, they still bother me. 

I did as I always must—Quavering, I slayed a sick rabbit—
The years ahead were screaming, and I took pity on them. 
Eulogies still cling to the roof of my mouth—Some fall apart, stringy-soft, like cheap nasty gum. 

I know, shhh—I know... 
It has been a most sad and curious lullaby. 
Rockabye my baby—distorted dreams must sleep. 
They were mad visions, yes, they were—but not all that mad, if you really think. 

Sapling green, 
We are still in the fresh season—
I'm sorry that September chewed our leaves to lace. 
Now that we know the midway path closes in, we can leave it grown over till it's warm again—this summer, maybe. 

Hear the faint hushes of pines who declare our innocence, as we stop pressing our fevers together—
I promise you, it's ok to let me slip away. 
I can live in the ghost-white lake of mist, where lost spirits only haunt each other.  

Bury me and I will feed weeds and flowers alike. 
I don't mind the humble taste of soil, and I won't expect any recognition. 
There's no way to refashion a blank page, but I could just be a grubby footnote, smudged by the finger oils of new friends. 

It's ok, shhhh—it's ok... 
The wells are drying up, I can smell the lime—
and now your jade is deep, I can't see what is within.
Mine are topaz, limpid—proud to have let light in, proud to have seen light through you.  

Twin sapling, 
if you don't look I won't linger—if you don't speak I won't stain. 
See now that I have only loved, and we'll let the fading of hands come. 

Calorosamente, 

a volte dimentico quanto sei bello—
a volte dimentico il tono del tuo nome. 

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Neville

thoroughly enjoyed .. I hope these words will attract a greater following .. they deserve to be noticed and subsequently savoured ..

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Brittany Schluter

Thank you so much Neville. That feel so good to hear. Very glad you enjoyed and value my writing:) 

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Neville

You really are most welcome my friend .. 

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Marion

Such a romantic feel to this Brittany...both tragic and haunting...lovely write x

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Tony Owen

Hi Brittany, hope that you are very well and that the new year has been full of sparkling kindness for you. I´m looking forward to ´´spring´s sunburst on my snowy cheek´´(one of your etched upon the mind lines) :) There are some never to be forgotten lines in this beautifully crafted haunting write too.

´´a bee swarm of your echoes stings as it shrieks´´

sublime wordplay here, I could see, hear and feel this(rather painful ouch!)

´´I can live in the ghost-white lake of mist, where lost spirits only haunt each other´´

eerily melancholic, a line that hangs and floats portraying loss and sadness that haunts the mind´s eye, beautiful!

I´m afraid that I must recover my emotional composure before I read your other latest works and very much looking forward to reading them too.

Excellent writing and a joy to read. Thank you!  xx

 

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Brittany Schluter

Hi Tony! I hope your new year has been fulfilling as well! I'm delighted that you have remembered some of my words☺

Thank you so much for your praise and for taking the time to write this comment. I really appreciate the assessments you make🥰

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Liliana of the ...

Your a voice of stress and strength.
I honor your thoughts and intentions and intellect. 
Love every line of this stellar poem you have written and felt. 
To the core and more, thank you for being you. 

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Brittany Schluter

Thank you so much! I really appreciate your comment Liliana:) same to you, thank you for being you! 

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