Grieving to the marrow

GRIEF twists the heart
and contorts the mind
carves the spirit hollow
wrings the past to tears
torrentially obscuring future
LOVE saturates memory
until sorrow overflows
into every pore of present
ALL you can feel is emptiness
and a lump in the throat
platitudes no consolation
but living on nonetheless

—Terri Guillemets, 2019 March 2nd

Paws walking away

Sometimes what gets to you most isn’t the large holes that get ripped from your heart but the fraying of all its edges — when the thing that held you together isn’t anymore.

—Terri Guillemets, 2019 January 11th