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Tuesday, December 6

My Sack





It’s this moment I feel

So perfect now, as a relief

Now here and so quickly, already gone

Together with all that’s past

And so belongs in the sack of my memories

So good there is a hole

Which lets a few now and then abscond

And so the weight lessens

Hands open allowing balloons vanish

Up into that place with the air

Who knows where.
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Royal Self by

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14 comments:

Kathy Bischoping said...

Mm, nice, the sack of memories is usually something we want to clasp up and clasp onto, and here you let what perhaps are bad memories slip into air with release and not rancor.

hedgewitch said...

Love this one, Dulce. I too am very glad there's a hole, and that we can forget; anything to lighten that load. The last two lines are killer.

Brian Miller said...

nice...i like this...i like the releasing of memories through the hole...but also in your own surrender...letting them rise as balloons...

ayala said...

Lovely write, Dulce. Love the last two lines.

Victoria said...

I love the whole image of the balloon. Once when I nurse in a nursing home setting we had the patients do a balloon release and actually got a few response from the people who found them! It was a happy event for the elderly who got notes or cards.

Audrey Howitt aka Divalounger said...

Maybe we release memories so that new ones can fit into the sack! Lovely write!

Pat Hatt said...

have to make room for new ones to bloom. So up they float, very nice verse.

steveroni said...

Like the image "Royal Self", I placed my arms on myself (like hers) and felt something like a healing energy--hot--flow into me, much like a purging of stress. Oh well, I like the picture, needless to say!

You wrote this with a feeling of 'happy' (your word "relief") and I'm glad your memory-sack is filling from one end, and emptying from other.

...and fly upward like balloons, to "only God knows where". Probably that IS where, to God! After all, He can deal with any weight which is too heavy for us.
A good write.
I like.
Take care, Sweeter.
And yes...PEACE!

Shadow said...

oh i love the hole that lets the few abscond... nice to read your words again!

Laura said...

Beautiful Dulce...I love how a few abscond to lighten the load and perhaps to make space for something new.

Sheila said...

very lovely.

Anne Frank said...

Beautiful metaphor. I like the emphasis of time in the words " in this moment", "Now here" in contrast with the "past" and the "memories". It definitely takes time for someone to be able to through useless memories on the hole.

I also have a poetry blog, I just started it, so I invite you to have a look. I would like to see your opinion =)

Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson Barry said...

This is super sweet and remarkable verse.

your style rocks.

aguja said...

Simple ... and beautiful.