Monday, October 09, 2006

Like it doesn't exist

I am praying for amnesia
a beautiful unknowingly to ease this weight

that lays over my life

a magnificent erasure of that
waking death he carved
into my soul,

there’s nothing left to salvage or save
so show me mercy tonight and


crimsonflaw said...

writer woman your poetry has healing virtues..simplicity is everything.. all the rest is con art

writerwoman said...

smile...that means a lot.. thanks!

Susan Abraham said...

Hello Writer woman, (Sara)
Your poems are just as beautiful and I could learn so much more from you.


Kilroy_60 said...


I was going to say something, but I forgot.

Stjernesol said...

depth and meaning, in so many ways...

Kilroy_60 said...

Pleased after my last near miss comment that you picked this one for the carnival. Definitely a powerful piece.

Thanks for sharing it.

Heather in Beautiful British Columbia said...

Beautiful! Thank you for sharing via the carnival :)

Usha said...

gloomy, forboding, poignant
distilled poetry!

Stargazer said...

Ignorance is bliss... but you said it much more beautifully.

Naomi said...

Good strong verse. I found your blog via the carnival. You are very talented.

Rax said...

hey, I saw this poem in my scrying glass.