Saturday, September 12, 2015

Still Waters

Today was supposed to be the day I spent at the Montana Book Festival in Missoula, but my dysautonomia caught up with me. Instead, I spent the day sleeping. I am very grateful that I have a family that understands and gives me the rest I need. I know that's not true for many people with chronic illness, especially those that have invisible illnesses. Please excuse the brevity of today's post.

A short poem, possibly the beginning of a longer piece to come:


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The sorrow of still waters
is an illusion.

The canopy emptied of song
but
the crow and the vulture
are still crying
a threnody
for all who are lost

but not gone.


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