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at graphite's edge

a dark shining gray lights out
from the edge of memories as
the pencil wipes the years away
and out of nowhere, nothing
the love lost reappears
on the page, the papered day.

how remarkable that so small
a thing as a bit of paper
with some simple shapes
can evoke all the tears,
all the loss, all the past
love and warmth and smiles

anger emptied too, at our own
sense of loss, seen robbed of
time we expected to share,
guarantees never proffered
as time...that time, rounds
the shards and softens hurt

to allow us to continue on
we look forward in time
with our own sense of
purpose, to live with care,
love each moment and
strive for a higher meaning

© Goode Guy 2011-09-11
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Posted: Sep 2011

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Comments (2)

country_lady67
how remarkable that so small
a thing as a bit of paper
with some simple shapes
can evoke all the tears,
all the loss, all the past
love and warmth and smiles
my divorce papers lovely write..my friendbouquet hug
gnj4u
Hi, agoodguy2have,
at graphite's edge we rub our way through loss toward love, with hopes that tomorrow will bring us closer to forgiveness and peace - and the higher meaning of which the poet speaks.
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