Should have seen the signs
Red sky and hovering lake
Ravenous blackbirds flocked
Frenzied
Like the shark
That smells blood
Busy the mind
Chained hands to the task
Away
My only friend
Long was the journey
Absence is a liar
It’s testing
More resilient
Than any heart
Strength of character
Thrown away
Into empty wind
Promises
Even are more empty
Only time and effort
Will erase the disaster
Of neglect
Not sure why this ekphrastic brought me here.
When I was younger, being a journeyman meant exactly that. I had to journey away from my family for extended periods to work my trade. It took a toll on on them and it seemed at times I had completely failed them. Some of my other jobs took me away on the weekends playing music. So even though I was at home every night, I was not available. It was during this time that I realized that words and promises are meaningless.
Only the doing can make things right.
Some memories cannot be erased. They become part of the fabric of your family history. “What kind of memory am I building?”
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