poetry

Fulfillment denied

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Tall are the trees enduring weight of snow

What they must think up high in foliage nobody shall ever know

And we

Who climbed together one branch at a time in lazy half measure, did not see, despite our elevation, a narrowing of sight

For now dust is swept back in time and glasses set with draughts of wine to consider past oversight in glimmering rubric; so much laid clear by pausing to mull the break of us, in slow splintered fall

First you, then thinking I held tight, my fingers finding no purchase watchful of spin and emptiness all without and within

I held only emptiness

As lessening by downward pull the recounting memories of us both entwined beyond untangling our mutual lives diminished by something infecting you

Deep and cold wrapping around throat, a syrupy manacle

I think of rain and how even cold it acts to placate our tempest sin, when sun can be too hot, too given to ease the sadness of believing we must be glad when summer can be a panacea of sadness lost between leaves

You and i released from one another’s spell fall like new born to earth underneath these roots we built from ourselves

Follicle of flooded hearts, denied entrance, with no purchase but to divide and in separation, always, fulfillment denied

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20 thoughts on “Fulfillment denied

  1. Anonymous says:

    I kind of wish this didn’t resonate as much as it does, but that’s the beauty of it too:

    “our mutual lives diminished by something infecting you

    Deep and cold wrapping around throat, a syrupy manacle

    I think of rain and how even cold it acts to placate our tempest sin, when sun can be too hot, too given to ease the sadness of believing we must be glad when summer can be a panacea of sadness lost between leaves

    You and i released from one another’s spell fall like new born to earth underneath these roots we built from ourselves

    Follicle of flooded hearts, denied entrance, with no purchase but to divide and in separation, always, fulfillment denied”

    Well-stated, beautifully done.

    Liked by 1 person

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