Posted in Free verse

6/2017: Keepsake

Between these pages,
I find glimpses of you,
stories I didn’t know
to ask you to tell.
Answers to questions,
I struggled with but
feared that you had
never confronted.
And love that
scream out from the
pages of a book
that was a silent
presence through
my life.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy

Image from Pixabay: Dariusz Sankowski




Posted in Free verse

Day 260: Shattered Reflections

TW: Abuse

Shattered glass lay at my feet,
each piece reflecting a moment,
a story of my first walk,
when you held me up,
my first word, uncle,
said into the phone
a fleeting smile.

So many pieces,
so much history
but I cannot make
them fit anymore.
Pieces broke so small
that shards are missing.

And though I try to
recreate it,
the re-formed picture
remains incomplete.

© Manivillie Kanagasabapathy