Lost

Lost

moving through silence

between the stars

where gravity has forgotten my name

and time exhales in slow surrender

 

unraveling threads of doubt

of memory

of fear

I stitch myself back into existence

a consolidation of everything tarnished

and everything still bright

 

tears of quiet becoming fall

seeking no permission

they orbit the dark small moons

of remembering

~~olla~~

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Olla, this poem is incredibly beautiful. It gives me the feeling of moving through a vast expanse of space without a compass, unaware of time passing. We are so small in comparison to the vastness of the unknown.

I stitch myself back into existence,

that is such a powerful line, landing again in the now with all the troubles that might encompass. I frequently star gaze. Love the night sky and the peace it offers.

Chris

[olla]

thankyou so much Chris.. it's been a long journey.. but life is like that sometimes..

[Neville]

there is something very special about these words .. they seemed to linger long after my first viewing of them & on subsequent reads, they still continue to pack such a delightful poetic punch .. a real treat to read my friend .. Neville

[olla]

thankyou.. I am so glad you've enjoyed it.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

Wow, what a hauntingly beautiful write.Between stars seems a really lonely place.
It is like belonging to two sides, yet not belonging to either.
j.

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thankyou jacob.. that is high praise from you.. I appreciate it very much..