digital photoart: ralph murre
Acceptance
by
Cristina M.R. Norcross
Branches
were cut,
before
I could touch
the
new, green leaves –
velvet
flesh.
I
no longer wish for
a
brightly colored streamer
to
appear,
while
I dance into the night.
The
air is thick
with
choices.
This
is time enough.
Rug
fibers softened by living,
The
carved, wooden legs
of
Aunt Mary’s side table,
and
the chipped place setting
from
our wedding,
that
didn’t quite make it to England
When
I place my finger
on
the table by lamplight,
a
message in dust appears.
This is the life
you always wanted.
You just don’t know it
yet.
~
first published in Verse & Vision
(Q Gallery)
