Hollows where the wind blows

There is a saying

“When you tell someone something about yourself

You give away a piece of your soul”

The poet is writing

Tearing off strips

Bloodied inkpot swirls

Type neatly across the page

Here have a piece of Kate

And I’m happy to share

But after a time all I’m left with

In here

Is a hollow divot

A little stone

Kicked out of place

Staring back in

The weight

That held my feet to the ground

Lifted

Leaving

Disconcerted feelings

14 thoughts on “Hollows where the wind blows

  1. I think life is supposed to work better than that, after all, it is a two-way street. Since I started blogging over six years ago, I have met and benefitted from so many wonderful people. I can honestly say that I get a lot more than I give…

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