somehow that's okay

a day of reflection

artwork by samm grimaldi

melancholy thoughts

a tickle of  back-lit memory

sparking a bit of hunger

an iota of itch

stubbornly refusing to go away

a spritz of scent

just an invisible trace

emptying pockets of once precise images

but the edges are a bit blurry now

and truly better left unseen

yet i give in to the temptation

pretending i am back there

watching the small fish eat the big fish

hiding under the covers will not make it go away

not today

dark and light threads of reflection weave

the ill-fitting tapestry of me

and somehow that's okay

Reviews

[MsJewel]

I can relate to your words Lydi...those melancholy moods get to me from time to time - and it's funny, because they come out of the blue. Just a "spritz of scent" can bring them back. "Hiding under the covers will not make it go away" - so true my friend. I love the ending "somehow that's okay". Tomorrows another day... Smiles and hugs, Julie

[Lydia Shutter]

Julie! How nice to see a review from you! Thank you very much. Lydi**

[Judy Emery/ Lilly Emery]

Its funny how life works as we get older, the blur images of time, the emptiness that hold the images of long ago. how memories can still dance into the mind , leaving no trace. I truly like your poem, thank you for sharing your talent.

[Lydia Shutter]

And thank you for reading and reviewing. I appreciate it. Lydi**

[Ken Simm.]

Sounds like you are sifting the drawers of memory here Lydi. I like the melancholy tone.

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you, Ken. Lydi**

[Sami Khalil]

"the edges are a bit blurry now
and truly better left unseen
yet i give in to the temptation
pretending i am back there"

[Lydia Shutter]

You came back to this one...thank you again!

[Sami Khalil]

:::;;;::)))))))))))

[Sami Khalil]

I do like to reflect and learn from the past. Those invisible traces call us from behind the veils of uncertainty. Some pretend they will go away but they persist. Your poetry is excellent in any mood...

[Lydia Shutter]

Sami, you are always so kind. Thank you, my friend. Lydi**

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome. Any time.

[limoncello]

The melody of your words and the way you string them together is so beautiful! I love this soo much.

[Lydia Shutter]

So sweet of you to say. Thank you for the review. Lydi**

[Patricia Wedel]

Reflection is a river of memories... with ripples of sunshine and shadows of dreams... we grow and go with the flow... knowing we have learned a better course of inlets undiscovered🌈 truly, Pat

[Lydia Shutter]

Wise words, Pat. Thank you so much for the review. Lydi**

[Neville]

You got it right down to a T my friend.... Neville

[Lydia Shutter]

Thank you for the visit, Neville. Lydi**

[Neville]

pleasure...... N

[Chris Shaw]

A spritz of scent. It is interesting how smells can evoke memories. Stuff resurfaces which we would prefer not to remember. I picked up on some darkness here, part of the author's tapestry which she has dealt with and accepted, albeit painful. Well written Lydi.

Chris

[Lydia Shutter]

Yes, Christine, you are spot on. Thank you. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is interesting and so good.

I went in my own direction as i was reading it...feeling that there might have been some abuse for the speaker and reflections on how it formed her adulthood...how she learned to survive it all...she wants to move on...but those melancholy thoughts...haunt her and cause her to still feel that pain.
very moving write---nice alliteration also.
j.

[Lydia Shutter]

Yesterday was Yom Kippur...a day of reflection in the Jewish religion. Brings back all sorts of thoughts to my mind. It is incredible the events we try to suppress in our psyches are still there...always ready to rise to the surface. Thank you for this review, Jacob...you are intuitive. Lydi**

[Carolynn]

Why is it so hard to just leave some thoughts completely blurred....we cycle them through when we least expect it and it leaves us feeling so blue. I love the way you weaved this delightful poem Lydia :)

[Lydia Shutter]

They are always with us...just beneath the surface. Thank you for this lovely review, Carolynn. Lydi**