Monday, May 3, 2010

Sitting With Cerberus

There is a fence around my garden,
But I have lacked the faith to plant anything.

In the evenings, I sit in the single chair that I keep out there.

I watch the spirit jars fill up as the sun goes down.

My bones are like those fence posts, my flesh the blank they give shape to.

I plant silence.
I expect nothing.
I grow shadows and harvest darkness.
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14 comments:

Mojo said...

I'm getting a real vibe from this one Shay. And... there is the old saying that if you expect nothing you're never disappointed.

Come and sit, dear... tell Uncle Mojo all about it. You'll feel better. I promise.

Titanium said...

The last line perfectly describes my mood today. Your words are running laps around my head, shaking hands with the clock on the way by.

ellen abbott said...

I love this in spite of all it's darkness. Or maybe because of it.

nollyposh said...

Fabulous imagery! X:-)

Riot Kitty said...

Didn't I run into them at Danny's Cafe? :)

TALON said...

Something tells me it's hell when those hounds don't get along :)

"I grow shadows and harvest darkness." That is such a lonely lonely line.

mac said...

I have a darkness that manifests itself from time to time.

Fortunately, I have found sweet words can subdue the beast...thanks :-)

whynotstartnow said...

I'm a gardener, Shay, and this one makes me think about gardening in a whole different light. Great imagery.

Ily said...

Oooh, the dark side of Shay...I love it! :)

Lynn said...

I saw your comment on my blog and I can totally see those blue bottles filling up like the spirit jars in your poem. And your poem is lovely and poignant.

Mama Zen said...

This cuts right to the bone.

cinderkeys said...

Those first two lines are so right, the connection so obvious, even though I can't articulate the connection.

Gabriella Moonlight said...

To tell you the truth I love to harvest the darkness, it is the root of all that is and will and can be to balance the light, we will always need both...

<3 you!

Kay said...

ouch. deep. one to linger...