there isn't a color code for forgiveness
like red for NEVER
or yellow for alright, alright already
rainbows come before the need of forgiveness
but forgiveness is weak at best
"i forgive" - but, but, but, but --- the left hemisphere holds tight to pain
and pain has to run through
the veins before any flushing is done - can you gather coals
for a fire - the furnace is warm, but
the remainder of ore still holds
tight to its making
there isn't a color for forgiveness
coal is black
and rainbows are for movies that pull in emotions
with a bag of popcorn
"would you like some", i ask
"what do you think", answered
the ore in a pocket pulls the heart
closed - We have not made
it back to OZ
bkmackenzie 2018
Yes, I like the ambition of this piece a lot. Especially liked:
ReplyDelete"the furnace is warm, but
the remainder of ore still holds
tight to its making"
Strong writing...
Barbara, it is so WONDERFUL to see you. I love "the left hemisphere holds tight to pain." That it does. Have a lovely holiday season, kiddo.
ReplyDeleteI especially love the thought of finding a color of forgiveness... black is after all the absence of color and there it is, the coal and the heat required to melting the ore.
ReplyDeleteLove this idea of color for forgiveness, nicely done.
ReplyDeleteOh, this really caught me. The idea of forgiveness as a blind process that has to run without signals...even at the end. Is it finished? Does it ever end?
ReplyDeleteYour poem has made me think. Hmmm--forgiveness---white maybe?
ReplyDeleteBarbara, so great to read you again, hope you've been well -- no one writes quite like you and this query on forgiveness searches a rainbow for it coming up short. But maybe it just isn't where we thought we'd find it - " ... pain has to run through /the veins before any flushing is done ..." -- no forgiveness without grieving the wound.
ReplyDeleteThis is an engaging contemplation on that which is an inherent nature or ingrained essence of a thing. Interesting perspective...
ReplyDeleteForgiveness and forgetting don't necessarily happened at the same time. I think forgiving is often easier than forgetting.
ReplyDeleteForgetting is the most important part of the process.Forgiving is the colour of water.
DeleteThis is utterly gorgeous!💞
ReplyDeleteA lovely (apparent) stream-of-consciousness (though I imagine well-crafted for that effect).
ReplyDeleteThe ending was a bit of a surprise: What, they're from Australia? Then I recalled that most people in the world think of Oz as a fairy-tale place once visited by a girl called Dorothy, and not as my homeland.