June 24, 2021 by petrujviljoen
To knowthe debillitating inabilityto know love
Category: poetry | Tags: cptsd, depression, haiku, love, micro poetry, ptsd, senryu, short-form poetry, trauma
and love did fall like stardust from a above, a shower will fall your way,
like water it has no shape,
the brush of your cheeks of a fleeting pass you by warm breeze, a sharp tingle that suddenly comes and vanishingly goes,
a heavy lifting that’s now so light,
a heart that beats all for you and only you, if you so choose,
the sifting and sorting of hurt and harm,
a bodily wonder that’s going on all the time as the body keeps the score, and maybe it’s 1-0 to you,
To know that we know that we don’t or can’t know…(sigh)
sigh …
Irony.
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and love did fall like stardust from a above,
a shower will fall your way,
like water it has no shape,
the brush of your cheeks of a fleeting pass you by warm breeze,
a sharp tingle that suddenly comes and vanishingly goes,
a heavy lifting that’s now so light,
a heart that beats all for you and only you, if you so choose,
the sifting and sorting of hurt and harm,
a bodily wonder that’s going on all the time as the body keeps the score,
and maybe it’s 1-0 to you,
To know that we know that we don’t or can’t know…(sigh)
sigh …
Irony.