Inhibitions
I wish you could hear /
Words I can never speak Why /
must hearts be silent?
Chances not taken
Seeds not planted dry to chaff
are lost in the wind
Sepia faces
on crumbling paper; young men
gone to ashes now.
Absolve, Hiss, Ridicule
You cannot absolve
That with which a hiss did once
Ridicule God’s plan
Walk carefully here
There are shards of shattered heart
Scattered on the ground
A pretty package
It held all the love I had
Returned unopened