
people sometimes disappear
evanesce away like sand slips between your fingers
there’s nothing you can do, they say
…and there was nothing i could do,
all those sleepless nights
the pacing (years of pacing)
the calling
the pleading
the bribing
the praying
the love (not even love could save you)
...and now
i hear you in my twilight sleep
and see you in my dreams
my reality is stones from mother earth
…polished, shiny stones,
cracked and broken, but i can hold them in my hands
…and they are solid
About the Creator
Pamela Williams
“Suppose I had wings like the dawning day and flew across the ocean. Even then your powerful arm would guide and protect me.”
— Psalm 139:9–10, Contemporary English Version (CEV)
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Comments (12)
Very strong and gripping first line. 💎🔮'Evanesce' and 'away' sounds very good next to each other. Coming into agreement with defeat was powerful. 💎🔮The calling etc. this list structure gave, beautifully, the effect of pacing. 'In your twilight sleep' 👌🏾 💎🔮Oh my. Only the stones from mother earth stayed. This was fantastic, yet so sad. I like how the stones were used to convey such a relatable moment in life. 🤗❤️🖤
I feel you, and I hold you with my prayers. I will never leave, and I will always stay in your steady realms, my rock, my little rock. Pamela, you inspired me and that is very respected.
Reality is the only thing that's real ♡
Poignantly beautiful!💙
Melancholy and beautiful!!! Superbly expressed!!!❤️❤️💕
Nicely written
Gosh, this is beautiful. Stunning writing here! The lines about the stones grounded (pun intended) me at the end!
“Not even love could save you” That haunts me 😳
This was so lovely and yet so sad. Beautiful words to express acceptance at the end. Loved it.
This was so heartbreaking and truly a masterpiece! I loved it!
I adore this, Pamela! The utter brokenness in that metaphor of the stones, the comfort the real ones offer, ugh, this is truly wonderfully crafted. 👏👏👏
Beautiful mediation on permanence and transience! So lyrical and wistful.