A quick glance to the right
triggered the shiver from the deepest
part of my soul
Like a whisper in the night
bringing memory into focus
I’m stopped in my tracks
and enshrouded
in a dark and heavy fog
A series of photographs
posed, and etched deep inside my mind
play quickly, vividly
like a silent filmstrip
then fades
leaving muted color
and vague felt-sense memory
Lodged behind a scrim
and never completely melting away
I walk along, wondering
what happened on that day
what happened behind the glass when I glanced to the right
Will, it ever be okay
Will, it ever go away
©Alexis Rose; photographer: Janet Rosauer
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Wonderful writing and yes, some way or another, many of us being there – behind the glass
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Thank you.
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It seems, that you’re, still reliving the moments of trauma you had to deal with in the past, and, there’s no quick way through it, you can only, face it, standing tall, and after everything had, finally, passed, then, you will, no longer be, nor feel, compelled, to look backwards again…
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Thank you! 🌷
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Well expressed.
It will be OKAY.
Hang in there🌻
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