On my back, they fall
Undiluted memory
A leaf inks our bond.
About the Creator
Matthew Agnew
Writing makes the bad thoughts go away, and the good thoughts more memorable. Despite the ominous tone, I love to write with humor and deep thought that helps me grow.
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I Forgive You or It’s Hard to Love You
…because you are selfish. You think like the wind, fast and with moments of youth, but like the wind, I cannot grasp your thoughts. I try, I want to, but they slip through open fingers just as fluidly as through clenched. I had one of them once, grabbed it like a thin ribbon untethered from the beauty it once held. But you can’t keep someone else's thoughts. They have places to be, after all. My mind exists because of you. I am here because of you. You gave me much, took little, but prevented more. More thoughts I could have tried to hold. More past so I could have built a ladder to escape pain. But not all pain, mind you. I need some pain. Pain teaches and scars remember. And you did that too. You shaped all the sides of me and carved the first scar. That scar became a road. It was deep and forever, but it no longer hurts. It tells me where to go by showing me where I’ve been. Thank you for my scars.
By Matthew Agnew5 months ago in Poets
A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of us… my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the day’s oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along — apace with a sloth — has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist 📚🪶5 days ago in Petlife
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