Poem -
Red Jam
this day is luke warm
like the toast like the tea
this table is too full
around it we three all have
dull eyes and dull thoughts
and glue tongues
and words doneĀ
the curses withheldĀ
the niceties rot
Yet see still, we touch hands,
as red jam in its pot
is passed round
M ~
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'And when I turned to face grief, I saw that it was just love in a heavy coat.'Ā Shannon Barry.
You descried so well the heavy
silence around the table. And theĀ
subtle 3 last line. Ā BĀ
Well doneā¦
Wow in-direct touch so harsh and brings back my own memories of loneliness numbness and thoughts of simply being void of feeling. Only you could write this in this way so perfectly. You are an incredible word smith dear Marion. š¹
Brilliant! The sce e and atmosphere you recreated with words is known and felt the world over ... sadly. You nailed this! You are a truly gifted writer x