RETRIEVALS

Bits and bobs get left behind,

Forgotten, lost or stollen;

sadness, shocks and sorrows,

hurts or traumas, feelings of

outrage, offense or betrayal;

even loneliness, lack of being heard or seen;

they are connected to a time and place

require feeling, and are

retrievable.

Chunks of the heart, fear-ridden patches of the mind

hooked into a space or person,

part of oneself cut off by trauma or vulnerable youth -

like a tree in a tempest,

the weight of itself so supple

and sappy

it can safely bend only so far.

We can track forward, trace down

to moot moments anywhere:

some are open plan, recycled or so secret

it needs a code, shaman or

psychopomp inside

to enable. 

Clairsentience in self-knowing

and what forgiveness means

are primary:

what Love is and the abyss of

unloving.

Every experiential twinge, tear matters.