Blood Is Not Thicker Than Water

We are born with one family...but we can choose those who love us. we are not bound to those who do not.

With the power of the cosmos from which we came

We are forever braided together

Tiny gossamer strands, so bright

Each, vibrant shades of the same color

Born from the same tree of life

The blood that beats within these veins

Proves we are family.

 

And yet, the tides have worn these delicate threads

Frayed my grand illusions like a hard hit to the head

The knot, that holds us all together

Has come undone

Loves been absent

For far too long

And in my weary state

I wonder...

Did we ever love at all?

 

Caught in the melee

Of this cataclysmic collision

The Gig is up

The truth has rung out

The safe harbor known as Family has all been a lie

Another fairy tale I only dreamed about.

 

Depressed by reality

But relieved by the truth

Take comfort in the fact

That I could not extinguish my own flame

Any more than I could rid you of the heartache

That beats relentlessly in your wake.

 

No longer bound by the promises of the dead

Please forgive me as I walk away

For faced with your darkness

I have come to understand

Something, I fear, you never will…

 

Blood is not thicker than water,

Love is.

Author's Note

Thanks for reading. Reviews always welcome.

Photo by Kristin Lee

Reviews

[John Alexander McFadyen]

A lovely but sad piece that portrays many a disfunctional family and in truth we must all seek the light of being loved but many never truely find it. Nice work Kirstin.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i relate to this one Kristin...unfortunately...i am very close with my folks and they are 94 and 91....

but my sister is another story altogether...blood or not..it is such a strained and trying relationship...

five minutes with her and i need a two hour nap...i would rather have the water, thank you.

really good poem...she has so much darkness..but she has brought it on herself...sad.

jacob