The drowning well.

     The drowning well.

      When the tracks

      of her tears ran

        blue thoughts;

 a river of less resistance,

           collected.

     so did, darkness seep

         under the door

           engulfing all;

              her mind

            in blackness,

       leaving the window 

     of opportunity closed.

 There was no crawling out

     being no wishing well

          she was left.....

     in the drowning well.   

Reviews

[...]

This is beautiful, Andrew! Sometimes you just have to let go and let nature have it's way and let that be your strength...in knowing :) Becoming a well can be a reservoir of understanding

[andrew mitchell]

thank you so much for your dear comments lynn.

[V]

Sad, lightly painful but even though your words read rather negative, they maintain a certain feel of relief to my mind. Release the darkness and drown in it as a relief of one's agony in a way.

[andrew mitchell]

a lovely take, thank you vanessa

[V]

You're welcome.