writing life backwards…
by Elouise
The past
a muddled conglomeration
bits and pieces
scraps
in colors drab
dripping red
rags
Socks with holes
that hold no water
no deep thoughts
nothing worth saving
but my embodied soul
such as it was
small
scared
scarred
hypervigilant and
anguished
Dressed for church and company
Awkward, unseemly nice
Plain and forgettable
I will not forget
I write obsessively now
since the dam burst
Is this my confession?
Relieved capitulation to truth?
Sorrowful search for a little girl lost?
Yes Yes Yes and Yes –
All that and more
Written with a feather–
Backwards
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© Elouise Renich Fraser, 7 July 2017
Image found at salon.com, previously featured in Crazy Happy Lady
Response to WordPress Daily Prompt: Quill
Is there another way of writing your life, except backwards?
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Good question Brian! Actually, there’s a reason for this choice of words. Which will probably be the subject of a post yet to be written. Soon! 😊
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a lovely soul searching post, a feather so light in comparison to your deep thoughts ❤
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Thank you Kim! What a kind comment…. 🙂
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