Saturday, 6 January 2018

Sink

We watch the water drain from the sink
Hands shaking
Heart leaping
A thudding staccato
A sin once denied
We curl up in flames
Feel the crackle and sizzle on our skin
The smallest words shout like a stone in the night
We turn the doorknob
Spy inside
We are thinner
Our movement slick
We binge on sidekicks
Blow a whistle and she is gone
How I will miss her
Like the smallest thing removed from my life
I watch the water drain from the sink
Hands shaking
Heart leaping.
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  1. Sherry Blue Sky6 January 2018 at 11:50

    "Hands shaking. Heart leaping." I am wondering who has gone...I hope not Alice? "The smallest words shout like a stone in the night." What an amazing line that is. Your poems are golden, Jae. I am hoping that 2018 will be a good year for you, my friend.

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    1. Jae Rose6 January 2018 at 20:01

      Thank you Sherry and a happy new year to you too

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  2. Gillena Cox7 January 2018 at 03:43

    I luv the passion with which you wrote this piece. Even though i would prefer not, that descent into hell

    Best Wishes for A Bright Creative 2018

    Muchđź’–love

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    1. Jae Rose7 January 2018 at 04:09

      Thank you Gillena and happy new year in return

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  3. Anonymous7 January 2018 at 04:30

    The We becoming I - has she gone with the bath water or just taking a break. The heart leaping could mean either way - a good poem and so well ended

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  4. Mary7 January 2018 at 05:05

    I noticed the 'we' at the beginning and the 'I' at the end as well. So many rich details. The water draining from the sink is evocative. May it carry away only what is unnecessary. The last two lines are wonderful!

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  5. Dr. Vandana Sharma7 January 2018 at 05:22

    Happy 2018!Keep the river of creativity flowing!1

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  6. Kim M. Russell7 January 2018 at 06:46

    I also noticed that the poem begins with 'We' and ends with 'I'. Someone is gone. The 'hands shaking' and 'heart' offer clues. These lines are effective in conveying emotion:
    'A thudding staccato
    A sin once denied
    We curl up in flames
    Feel the crackle and sizzle on our skin'.

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  7. brudberg7 January 2018 at 06:54

    The we and I contrast is stunning... I shiver for what the consequence might be...

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  8. Magaly Guerrero7 January 2018 at 07:54

    Love the power of (small) words, the way they can have huge consequences.

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  9. annell47 January 2018 at 07:57

    Sometimes separation does feel like death, there is no difference in our feelings, but of course the mind steps in and reassures us, it is only a separation. She will return. I remember reading book, "Time in It's Flight." And the author investigates these feelings. All will be well. And this year will bring great joy!!! xoxoxo

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    1. Jae Rose7 January 2018 at 08:17

      Thank you Annell - and may this year bring many a good thing to you too

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  10. Rommy7 January 2018 at 09:02

    Sometimes the loss of the smallest things leave the biggest holes. Very passionate.

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  11. Donna7 January 2018 at 11:09

    When I started reading I felt a release as the water drained but was overcome by sadness at the end....all I can offer is hugs my friend and hope you will have peace and more hugs this New Year.

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    1. Jae Rose7 January 2018 at 11:44

      Thank you for your kind wishes Donna and a happy new year to you too

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  12. Ornery Owl of Naughty Netherworld Press and Readers Roost 7 January 2018 at 13:07

    I lose more and more people and creatures each year. Such is life, I know, but it leaves me with an emptiness that nothing can fill. Sometimes when I get up to go to the bathroom, I look in the mirror and see something which looks so sad and hopeless. This is not who young me believed we'd turn out to be.

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  13. Myrna R.7 January 2018 at 14:23

    Letting go can sum up the entire lesson of life. It is difficult. What we hold on to, treasure is never everlasting. Somehow, we do become stronger, more real though and beginnings always await us.
    Have a Happy New Year Jae.

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    1. Jae Rose7 January 2018 at 20:32

      Thank you Myrna and a happy new year to,you too

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  14. Truedessa7 January 2018 at 15:18

    Wishing you a happy New Year! I felt a sadness as if losing a part of ones self.

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    1. Jae Rose7 January 2018 at 20:33

      Exactly that thank you Truedessa and a happy new year to you too

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  15. Wendy Bourke7 January 2018 at 17:00

    We are haunted by our losses. In some ways, I think, we are defined by them.

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  16. Rosemary Nissen-Wade7 January 2018 at 23:05

    I see what others have seen here, too – yet I note, and thrill to the fact that even though the hands are shaking, the heart is leaping. Fear and excitement are demonstrably the identical physical and emotional sensations! It is wonderful when we reinterpret them this way. One step at a time into the scary, thrilling unknown, back straight ... and may the steps grow stronger and surer.

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    1. Jae Rose7 January 2018 at 23:41

      What a wonderful comment - thank you Rosemary

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  17. humbird8 January 2018 at 09:32

    Ah, it's hard to lose even small things, we need to learn how to live without or replace them with new invented... Hopefully, Jae, you meet more real friends in the fresh year. Happy New Year, dear one!

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