Sadness is
A mirror, broken, reflecting slivers
Echoing lost jewels, tarnished
Cracked fragments, open wounds
Empty silences, red air bleeds
Living together, alone
Magic carpets swept under rugs
Remembering, forgetting, feeling
Everything, nothing
Sadness is
A clock ticking, hearing lost blinks
Blue breathing, gasping
Cold, odorless, spaces of ice
Dreary eyes leaking pain puddles
Motionless moments, frozen
Time, handless holding
Sadness is
A wallflower, saving dances
The dance card fills with tomorrows
The same song, never changing
A broken record skips years
Waiting to dance
Sadness is
Ending, without ever beginning
AJB© 2002