it’s on the street
courage shakes up the old rug and
discards hidden broken glass underneath
shards of what perhaps was never whole
and in the shine of the hardwood
my reflection
to no longer hold my breath
or sweep away arrogance
open the window for fresh air, light
taste the wind if I want to
scrap old notions
fix a broken frame
to hang the true picture you took down
dispose of your powerless daggers
recycle pure kindness of new friends
you can’t turn that dial on my radio
its sound resonates in my kitchen
where I’m cooking up fresh beginnings
clear away cobwebs and
eliminate your muddy footprints
across my welcome door mat
the spirit you can no longer snuff
sparkles with optimism
in a room of my own
-- Julia
Julia,
ReplyDeleteThis is very powerful. I hope all is well with you. Your posts are a bit darker lately. I wanted to let you know that your blog has been a great comfort to me while I was going through a very difficult time. I don't even remember how I came to find your writings. When I was feeling really low I would read your page. We like the same music so I never had to make my own playlist and I enjoyed your writing and posts so much that I forgot about my problems for awhile. You and your work were like a silent friend. You are very talented and you made a difference in my life. Keep up the great work.
There's no need to post this. I just wanted to say thanks. Robert