Thimbleful of Love

Thimbleful of Love

.          Seized by the moment,
          the gravity of a memory
           lay closed the window
             to the outside world

               Eyelids surrender 
            in the breath of a sigh,
      to the silent pacing footsteps
unable to walk beyond their shadow 
       nor the footprints left behind,

      never needing to turn around 
               to look back to feel 
           the weight of every step
         across the old Arch Bridge
        spanning the river far below

             The cold wet sidewalk
         rumbles like the throbbing
              heartbeat still echoes 
                     resoundingly, 
           through the muted voices 
        of the past buried away alive

                 Halted footsteps
           become a blacker silence
                  at the precipice 
     of the Arch Bridge railing ties;
   revisited deeply with eyes closed 
         wide open so many times ― 
                 before  and  after
           that day long since past

   Reliving an old noir silent movie, 
       tarnished time and the river 
              coursing through it, 
       remain unable to wash away 
    the stains of that watermark tide

                 Standing   frozen
      as a weatherworn bridge tower,
  high above raging waters far below
 feeling a cold chill, empty as a pocket,
            perpetual teardrops flow
  filling an empty thimbleful with love

           A thimble seems so small;
               just a pitted silver cup 
            to shield a piercing pang,
              and yet  a welling  love 
             uncommonly  overflows ― 
        tossed over the bridge railing
             toward the river below 
       to see if hope really does float

            Seized by the moment,
          a random act of kindness
            and a thimbleful of love,..
                    lay open again 
            a pensive soul's window
                to the outside world ...


            © h.a. rivers ... 11/06/2017


Notes: nothing put away alive,
within, ever dies ―
it can reawaken like a dormant volcano,..
ruptured in the blink of an eye

I forgive it all...Tom Petty & Mudcrutch
https://youtu.be/jezqNxQ8mb0

From: Diary of the falling Dominoes ...

Page 7. "Destiny...A Merciful Surrender to the Weight of Gravity"

https://melancholyrivers.blogspot.com/p/this-piece-is-tribute-to-traumatic-life.html

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