#332 of 365 – “talismans”

“talismans”

 

vague images

hard memories

surface

like tears

wait for me

like thieves

come to swallow

up my years

but I have secrets

weapons

and armor

I can wear

beaded

with talismans

layered

with prayer

so that the past

can bring

no atrophy of love

or light to bare

 

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About Blackbird

Poet, sculptor, writer, spouse, parent, crazy person - not necessarily in that order.
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3 Responses to #332 of 365 – “talismans”

  1. Fig Tree Chance says:

    Oh WOW, isn’t this fine! I have “vague images” of blurred memories I only know because of “other things” that don’t make sense any other way. Love the beaded armor, gorgeous.

    • Blackbird says:

      Yes. That is it…exactly Fig! Other things that don’t make sense unless the blurred images are what we think they are…and when we try to pretend/believe/act like they don’t mean anything, all those “other things” seem to become even more confusing. Thanks so much for being here!

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